User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Spring 2015/@comment-24422626-20150404072248


 * As Ironworks passes, a certain cobalt phoenix hops discreetly out of Glaive's room, just outside the smith's vision. Nycto trails quietly behind the armored stallion, though he can barely keep himself from releasing a little avian chuckle...*