User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Winter 2015-2016/@comment-7345250-20151204042648


 * The two remaining Carbonwolves rush to their master's side.

Parlys the Pale: "Oh. You two. Who are you again?"


 * The Mare Do Well trots through the streets. Soon the town hall is within sight.


 * The vines hiss and pursue Hawkwing, Rarity, and Princess Twilight. They have not grown any less persistent in their assault.