User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Fall 2015/@comment-7345250-20151109034610


 * Golden looks up to notice the presenter hailing her again.

Golden Age: "Uh..."


 * She hastily straightens herself out, adopts a firm stance on all fours, and raises her chin high. She still looks exhausted, but at least she also looks a little more dignified.

Golden Age: "Yep! That's me—Golden Age: profesional supermodel, world's-best diver, and off-duty Power Pony. Whatcha need?"


 * Flashfire ventures down the stairs until she reaches the first split in the path.


 * She pauses to recall what she knows about the layout of the pit... until she notices the gusty breathing behind her. Flashfire turns around to discover the three colossal canine faces that were sniffing her cape.

Flashfire: "Whoa... Easy there... Remember me?"