Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27226023-20150726225807/@comment-27226023-20150727040526

(('''okay I have bolded character names so each of you know who I am referring to. Also I am going to assume Winterway and GrayFang are into drinking but Ember may be too young??'''))

Axel had pulled Calli into a hug and she returned it, patting the alpha wolf's back affectionately.Then she felt the chortles rumble her body as she laughed at Sam. Such a proper gent....maybe Calli would show him an even more secluded area, away from the dissoluteness of what was about take place: smoking, drinking, trash talk of other students and teachers, games of all kinds.....

She knew Sam would need his own space, peace away to conduct his special sutdies and artisitic notes of his observations. He would have it of course after Calli made him guzzle a few...drinks. Calli wanted to see what a drunk Samual Gulliver would be like.

The guests flowed through in a steady stream, into the red lit cadaverous underground lair that was the coyote den. The coyotes yipped excitedly at the pospect of newcomers their dainty little bodies sprawled themselves as they went back to sleep again. Pups sniffed the air precarilously then hid into the protection of the parents. Other coyotes slithered through thte tunnels to go out for a hunt.

Calli sweeped her arm around the place, littlered with bones and skulls, rocks spattered with blood from a fresh kill.

"Don't mind these nerds too much," Calli said refferring to the coyotes "they'll do their own thing, they know you're with me."

She passed Axel a fiery bourbon as well as GrayFang and WinterWay knowing they could handle it. Then to Ember a bottled water as well as Scythe and Page. Calli wasn't sure if Scythe was into...alcohol...

"Sam?" her voice came out in a sing-song taunt. "Want anything to drink boy?"