User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Summer 2016/@comment-24422626-20160801063829


 * Lucid, perched in a particularly leafy patch of the canopy, watches silently as Flashfire passes.

* ''As soon as the masked dragoness is out of earshot, he drops straight down onto a tree root and rips the other Pegasus' tarp out from under it. ''*

Lucid: Freeze!

* ''Still hovering by the edge of the basin, Kick curls her lip and mutters an apology to Goldfin. Tracking her down may be a job for Glaive, or perhaps the young mare Goldfin seems to know as "Squirt." ''*

* ''Glaive draws his tri-blade and nicks the side of the rubbery rail. Might it be slowly hardening back to normal? ''*