User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Summer 2015/@comment-24422626-20150704065316


 * Shimmerspark utters a tiny whimper as Goldfin caps her speech, and she looks down at her mug again.*

I... don't know if we should keep talking, Goldfin. I'm sorry for bothering you.

* The filly pushes her empty mug away and makes to slip off her stool.*

* ''AU Glaive grits his teeth and fires his arrow from a bow he's picked up. The flaming projectile pierces a gasoline tank downrange and blows it up in a charging Hellhound's face.''*