Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26810231-20161124012105/@comment-26268426-20170124232911

Prassy morphs into a cyote and tries sniffing.

Prassy: I don't smell anything.

Prassy morphs into a rabbit

Prassy: Still don't smell or Hear anything other than your chatter and something about mott telling us something!

Prassy morphed into an owl and flew to the top of the ship.

Prassy: I don't see anything useful. Aside from cacti and desert stuff. Nothing different.

Prassy stood atop Jet's head.

Prassy: Owl you guys need to stop arguing about where Cat's eye wouldn't be, because we already have one possibility off the list! The desert is definitely not a place for a cat!