User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Winter 2014-2015/@comment-5837525-20150125195010

(Decibelle takes to the air to avoid Last Destruction's stream of fire breath, escaping with only a few singed feathers. Looking briefly to Cog and Snowy's dragon mounts, she couldn't help but find herself at a distinct disadvantage.)

Gale: {Oh, horseapples...} Uh... Bloodstorm called me up topside. Said it's urgent.

Smudge: ...Hmmmmppph...

(Collapsing his body to a more gelatinous form, Smudge slithers up the ladder like a coiling snake.)

Smudge: 'Wwwwworry not... I can carrrrrry my own weight just finnnnne...'