User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Fall 2017/@comment-7562999-20170902032310

Strongheart looks grim. "An offer she can't refuse. Perhaps a fake meeting about some new intriguing discovery. He wouldn't tell her that he has us."

Sapphire walks into the den, rubbing sleep from her eyes. Her mane is a mess. "Morning."