Thread:Waring Farms/@comment-27147599-20181219021432/@comment-36910229-20181219025042

Wolf walked to the bank, and called someone, as she waited outside the door for it open, sighing softly as she ran a hand through her hair. "Remind me why I have to be the bait again, dad...?" she said dryly to this.

Jerik was lying on the bed, two hands resting on top of each other on his stomach, and a hat tilted over his eyes, a frown on his lips as he heard her enter the room once again..