User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Fall 2017/@comment-27161581-20171021030544

''The shotgun goes sliding across the pavement, rolling away from its wielder. The thug though grapples with Kick, surprisingly strong and well trained, he swings a hoof at Kick's nose, while another reaches for his utility pouch, and a knife concealed there.''

''Blue falls and tumbles, landing smoothly. With wide eyes and a lightning fast duck, Blue dives behind an air conditioner unit, as a gunshot blows the corner of the unit off.''

Blue: "There's still one on the roof.... wait, two. Two stallions, one sniper rifle."

Before Glaive's eyes, a small hole appears in the side of the large snowdrift, large enough for him to crawl through.