Board Thread:Off-Topic Discussion/@comment-29637681-20161210161753/@comment-27163598-20170205062442

Pulling them out the mountain, glove remains slighly in the darkness in case of ambush, these troodons havnt seen daylight for two years. And for the youth, the first.

Glove gave then a last talk, "go down the desert side then around if you want to get to the forrest, once your in, youll basicly disappear"

All then just breathed the freash air and stared over the view. Richard, the small packs alpha looked down the mountain, seeing a small figure of a, um, something on a stake like branch, "whats that down there, is tgat a stake"

"Thats nothing, just the ceazy old neighbor, move on move on"