User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Fall 2017/@comment-7562999-20171028032944

Goldenheart wakes from her rest underneath a proud spruce tree...She plucks her glasses up off the ground pushes them up her muzzle. She looks around, groggily..."I guess it's morning."

Strongheart's voice, gravelly and cold, responds to her. "Astute observation, Goldenheart. Very astute...Tell me, I thought you didn't want to be like your father."

Goldenheart looks offended."I don't."

SH: "Bad way of showing it...I'm not convinced."

Goldenheart doesn't respond to this, instead she slings the cripple on her back and continues to trek.