User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Spring 2016/@comment-24422626-20160506031028


 * Luna sobs and nearly sinks to her knees, throwing both fetlocks around her sister's neck. Her horn, glowing with some manner of nightmare-banishing spell, fizzles out and gives way to a healthy cascade of tears.*

Princess Luna:  O-oh, Celly... it's been another thousand years...

* Glaive nods again.* Glaive: Thank you. I'll give the team a heads-up, then.

[click]

"Captain and company, I'm heading out for a few hours. My comm's on."