Board Thread:Fun and Games/@comment-26076447-20150223004630/@comment-26000108-20150314202501

After regaining my composure and swallowing the blood in my mouth I list the spices I need from the shelf. Then I jump off the stool before walking back to the counter. I let out a small growl like a canine and with my claw like nails extended I quickly dice the vegetables. My nails go back to their normal shortness "Family..." Chuckles sarcastically "I ate my father"