User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Fall 2016/@comment-27161581-20161019041241

Warmheart: "Please mind your language or I will have to ask you to leave. No matter who you are, I will not let you corrupt these fillies."

''Warmheart frowns at Goldenheart and opens the door. The pony known as Rat is laying on her belly on a large hospital bed in the middle of the room, massive bony protrusions sticking out from her back, their tips wrapped in damp bandages. Upon closer inspection the young mare is breathing softly through a breathing tube as she sleeps. Ever so often one of the protrusions moves slightly. The tile near the bed is cracked, likely the result of a bony wingtip moving too far, and smashing it.''