User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Summer 2015/@comment-5837525-20150830010138

Decibelle: Aah!

(Decibelle reflexively shields herself from Death-Stalker's downward jab with her wing, momentarily forgetting about the effects of his touch. The moment Death-Stalker's hoof makes contact, Decibelle goes into an uncontrollable spinout into the ground, her left wing stricken frigidly numb.)

Decibelle: Agh... Holy mother of...!

(Collapsing in the driver's seat, Mareoni starts the engine and prepares to leave, but Cobbletrot suddenly leaps up onto the windshield.)

Cobbletrot: Leaving so soon?!

Mareoni: Aah! You crazy son of a...!

(Mareoni instinctively presses on the gas pedal, unintentionally bringing the crazed Cobbletrot along on a joyride.)

Stiletto: Last one there's a rotten dragon egg!

(Stiletto gallops off.)

Misty: Ugh. I swear, when it comes to fancy living, she turns into a filly.

Hock: ...Heh.