Board Thread:General Mod Discussion/@comment-26815144-20170110085924/@comment-26815144-20170110203507

Prehvi looked up, there was still 10 mango trees left he had the pick. The mangos were an almost red pinky colour, exclusive the Kashmi, in southern Harhudor, as it was most near the equator. "Boy! Inside quick!" He heard his little brother's nurse screaming. Something was wrong. He grabbed a stick he used the knock mangoes off the trees and scare off animals. He ran into the door, catching a glimpse of a purple half-helm, plumed, when he was knocked out cold.