Board Thread:RolePlay/@comment-44540575-20200113041247/@comment-44640489-20200114195451

Ursa woke up to shouting. She was in another pool of blood. "Great." She crawled to a different spot, ready to go back to bed. Just then her father stormed in the room. "What is the meaning of this?!!?" He screamed/asked Ursa. His face was a deep red and his hair and moustache were messed up. In his hand he was holding dozens of Ursa's airplanes.