Board Thread:Other Roleplay/@comment-108.193.29.120-20150326212553/@comment-26434802-20150411141444

The Lynx slams his blade through a tree "Gods damn it!" He feels his stomach rumble. "Why is it so hard to find decent work these days?!" The other two in his band attempt to comfort him, but to no avail. "I believe our only source of food now would be to... steal."

The Dingo shakes his head "Sorry, mate. But I couldn't live with m'self if I done something like that. I'm going back to the town, I'm... leaving the team, I'll make a living on the farm with my mother."

The Lynx sighs "Why must my teammates be so frail...?"

"Oi! I just don't wanna do anything bad, alright? My endoskeleton's never in the best of conditions, what would happen if I got caught or something?" The Dingo kicks a tree, which happens to be the same tree The Lynx stuck his blade inside of. He runs off, in the direction of the town.

The Lynx turns to his final teammate "Well?"

The Fox twiddles his thumbs "Sorry matie, me buckaneerin' days are over, I vowed to me friend I'd never steal anything again..."

The Lynx stands up, grabs his blade from the tree, and sprints off, leaving the fox in the middle of the woods.