RPGOOC Notes
Rafe limped after the two. He felt silly for not thinking about other preditors attracted to the scent of his blood. I've never been the one to sit around on a hunt. If anything I should hunt for them. But here I am getting upstaged by a sickly male, and a small female. Rafe silently whimpered to himself as he imagined himself laying helpless on the side line. Rafe quickly smiled to himself in reasurance, Well, I suppose it'll be like old times when everyone hunted for me. He followed with lifted spirits as he would observe these two wolves skills.
