User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Fall 2017/@comment-24422626-20171021025808

Kick: Right, let's go! We'll pick Sandy up after we bag the cat.

* ''Kick leaps from the windowsill and pounces straight down on the pony by the van, aiming a disarming hoof at the barrel of his shotgun. Lucid takes off immediately after with his passenger in tow, aiming to drop Blue next to the Cheetah.''*

* ''Glaive stands before the snowdrift in his cloak, grinning. Is he supposed to follow? ''*

Few are they... few are they.

* ''Honor lies still, then whimpers. She reaches with a trembling hoof for Goldenheart's bow and arrow, but Moraearty snatches it up, proffering it back to its owner.''*

Shimmerspark: No..!

Moraearty: Ooh... that's a pity. And your names did match so well.

* The zebra's fetlock runs down the back of Goldenheart's mane.*

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