User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Winter 2015-2016/@comment-7562999-20160123031137

Goldenheart follows Kick down the stairs. Her mind racing. She has no idea what she is getting in to.

Strongheart looks up at the ship in the sky. "No...No..."

Something flickers in Strongheart's sight. Something on the rock pile...a smudge...a pony sized smudge with its head bowed in sorrow. Then it's gone...the air is chilled.

Hawkwing wanders around. "Butler! Ironworks! Anyone!"