Thread:Roleplayy/@comment-39024013-20190614235940/@comment-36195412-20190621001058

Hunta didn't speak, instead choosing to silently glare at the Iron Claws. This wasn't the time to break down sobbing, no matter how his lip trembled. No, he wouldn't let them take the things he loved away from him.

Not again.

(i̶'̶m̶ ̶s̶o̶r̶r̶y̶,̶ ̶t̶h̶e̶ ̶o̶l̶d̶ ̶H̶u̶n̶t̶a̶ ̶c̶a̶n̶'̶t̶ ̶c̶o̶m̶e̶ ̶t̶o̶ ̶t̶h̶e̶ ̶p̶h̶o̶n̶e̶ ̶r̶i̶g̶h̶t̶ ̶n̶o̶w̶

w̶h̶y̶?̶ ̶o̶h̶ ̶'̶c̶a̶u̶s̶e̶ ̶h̶e̶'̶s̶ ̶d̶e̶a̶d̶)