User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Summer 2017/@comment-7562999-20170704211328

Goldenheart sits down silently, still sharpening her blade. She's not so sure if she is a fan of this Spearmint.

Snowy utters a single word. "Correct."

Her voice is as chilly as her uptight posture.

Strongheart stretches out his legs. "If you say so, Honor. Ready when you are."