User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Winter 2016-2017/@comment-5837525-20170517005028

(In the corner of his eye, Orbit watches as the scroll bearing Celestia's stamp materializes.)

Orbit: Huh. Speak of the devil.

(With his telekinesis, Orbit picks up the scroll, undoes the wax seal, and unfurls it in front of his face.)

(Star-Lord hesitantly follows Goldfin through the hospital doors and sees the receptionist behind the desk. He slicks his mane back with one hoof as he approaches.)

Star-Lord: Excuse me. Name's Star-Lord. We think a friend of ours was admitted into this hospital a little while ago. A griffon?