User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Fall 2017/@comment-27161581-20171009022307

The real estate agent picks up the rock and examines it.

????: "Any idea? Some kind of mold?"

''Inari walks through the shimmering trees, a light layer of snow gracing their branches. Her tails swish contentedly, every now and then flicking across the space between the two creatures, taping Glaive's muzzle or brushing his neck. Inari though pays these slight movements no mind.''