User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Fall 2017/@comment-24422626-20171115041327


 * Glaive flutters up and out of the way, allowing the maulwurf to thud harmlessly against a rehardening heap of snow. He lands upon its back and digs his hoof into the nape of the beast's neck.*

Glaive: Give up already...

Nettledew: Elaborate. If you would.