User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Fall 2016/@comment-24422626-20161002014530


 * Kick leaps over the corrals behind Mid-Nite.

* Pix whirls around with a clenched fetlock raised.*

Honor: Like so many things, I suppose... Why did you leave? And why come here, of all places?

* ''Glaive finds himself unsure of what else to say. He just sits on the floor next to Dazzling's bed and bends to embrace her by the shoulders.''*

Glaive: ...You have me.