User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Spring 2015/@comment-24422626-20150323003225

Lucid: Well, I'm off. .

* Lucid leaps for the clouds.*

Kick: I'm sure you'll figure something out, Goldfin. There are plenty of things you can do. If not, the Timber Fang's always open.

* With that, Kick splays her bat-pony wings and flaps off too.*

* Glaive thinks for a moment.*

...If Goldfin is fit to be released, Warden—and we believe she is—all you'll be seeing of her is her job being done right. That sounds reasonable.

* ''Discord stands wordless for a few moments. His fists clench in anger, and an inner beast roars...''

* ''But no. Twilight had made a deal. Some sort of plan will come through... It has to.''

* The draconequus's words drip venom.*

Discord: ...Your deal is closed, Incubus. Leave.