Board Thread:Roleplaying Boards/@comment-25926749-20160320053617/@comment-25926749-20160322032940

Frisk stepped outside. Cold breeze, but a warm day. The fresh air felt like a new start to her. Maybe she could finally get home...That being said, she didn't want to fight anymore Monsters. Toriel was right, she thought. These creatures have a SOUL and they can be talked to and reasoned with.

But...the stick felt so good when she swinged it...