User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Winter 2015-2016/@comment-7345250-20151220015542

Goldfin: "Thank you, daddy."


 * She enters after Strongheart, trying not to betray her weakness. She smiles but nevertheless takes a seat on the nearest sofa.

Dark Moon: "So, to what do I owe this visit? More importantly, can I get you something to drink?"


 * The Mare Do Well takes some comfort in the knowledge that the filly is safe, but she grows even more severe as she realizes she is facing Goldenheart alone.

Mare Do Well: "I don't want to fight you. But if you will not listen to reason..."


 * She stretches her neck with a pleasing crack.

Dark Arts: "Eh?"


 * Parlys turns to Fluttershy and arches his brow, a little surprised by the question.

Dark Arts: "Sympathy? Maybe. Or pity might be the word you're looking for. It's a wretched shame that a life like Amore's—or any of the other princesses'—should go to waste."