Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26517142-20160903202816/@comment-26517142-20161012184307

(Okay, here those come...)

Ersha sees Nunnaly sniffing at the wind. "Anything up, Nunna?"

Nunnaly's nose perks up as she picks up the scent. "Jabberwocks. Three of them? Oh dear. The only men here could well be their targets..." She gulps. "Another mess in our hair.."