User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Fall 2017/@comment-24422626-20171010190401


 * Glaive glances down the other path, looking a little sheepish.*

It will not take too long? Really, I could have waited... I have waited for years.

* The pony steps forward to meet Goldenheart in the dim light of the fire.

* ''Only he is a very familiar shortish zebra clad in a crisp navy suit. Gone are the tribal necklaces, saddlebags, and earrings. His black and white mane is slicked and combed, and he stands straight.''*

Em: Well, thank you—very well. Golden days are these.

* He extends a hoof.*

We haven't met. Moraearty. Hi!~♫