Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25113070-20160306112250/@comment-5426290-20160311155100

(^w^) Sleepy fluffy weresheepy)

Percival and Clair were also in the soft and feathery embrace of the snoozing poultry Harpy.

Dunnel was about to say something when the sound of wood scraping against wood could be heard, the door opened on a small slither, and when pushed against it it felt like a horse-sized boulder was blocking further opening. From behind the door's sliver Alec and Dunnel could see the upper body of a teenage girl around the age of sixteen, she wore a dark-blue robe and hood which covered her head. Her face looked lightly pale while her brilliantly dazzling purple eyes peeked at who stood in front of her door. "D-don't try anything, or I'll call you names.. Please?"

Just in view under her was the thin tip of a red metal with a soft pink rim along one side, though with the rest of the item hidden one couldn't possibly discern what it was.