(( Today is my last day in the forums for a long while. So perhaps it would be best to just kill off my character. Any suggestions for a suitable death? ))<br/><br/>Glaive felt like he jumped 10 feet in the air when he heard the elevator crash behind him, but in reality he was still sitting on the wet grass but his fur was now standing on end.<br/>"What the heck was that!?" Glaive said before turning around to see what made such a loud noise. "...Damn. What are they doing up there? Perhaps you're right Aurion maybe they do need us up there, but as you said before the elves are at war with beastials and your...well...your you. I don't know whether your an elf or fox, but from your story they won't be too kind to either of us."<br/>"Fight, fight, fight" came the petite voice of Cuno.<br/>"What do you know about fighting? You've barely done anything other than eat or sleep."<br/>"Not true...I also went to the bathroom."