User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Winter 2016-2017/@comment-7562999-20170506022345

Goldenheart stops in the plush cell and walks up to the bed. She floats the hair forth, her magical aura turned to a sickly yellow. She stares at the hairs for a few moments...then, she leaves, teleporting to other cells, attempting to break the locks.