Thread:Roleplayy/@comment-39024013-20190614235940/@comment-39024013-20190616000130

((Anyone here want to have Pumba?))

Tin overheard the conversastion, and his suspicons of Earnest rose. She had to have some sort of agenda. He quickly followed her, making each step as quiet as can be. The concrete beneath his paws were like silk. She was going to Gray.

"Hello Gray, may we speak in private? I have heard so much about you."