User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Winter 2016-2017/@comment-7345250-20170225011627

Goldfin: "Ick! Yuck!"


 * She sits up and physically wipes her tongue.

Goldfin: "Bleh... What kind of stuff were you packing, bub? Ugh. Ugh! I need a rinse..."


 * The mare in the cloak raises an unimpressed eyebrow at the object.

Eroma: "That was the saddest throw I have ever seen."


 * That said, she steps over it and advances towards the crate. He can run but he cannot hide.