User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Spring 2016/@comment-7562999-20160430035648

Snowy yawns and wakes. She feels much better, but she is still ridiculously thin. She manages to stand up. "Good...At least I can walk now."

Goldenheart perks up, her glasses lay askewed on her muzzle. She yawns loudly and without grace. Her neck is stiff from sleeping with her head on a wooden table. She shakes her head and begins rifling through another book.

Gungnir wakes.