[div style="width: 300px; text-align: justify; font-family: comic sans ms; font-size: 14; line-height: 14px; color: #4682B4; margin-top: 6px"]Hawthorn had been traveling for a while and he was looking for a place that would basically help him with his tendencies. He was sure that the Palm Glades was a good place for that, but he would have to make sure he didn't kill anyone, since he loved killing.
Hawthron's, dark brown scorpion's tail was relaxed at the moment and his ears were alert to everything around him. He stopped and sat down excepting that he would be greeted sooner or later, but mostly likely sooner.
Hawthron's, dark brown scorpion's tail was relaxed at the moment and his ears were alert to everything around him. He stopped and sat down excepting that he would be greeted sooner or later, but mostly likely sooner.