Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-31049256-20171111145041/@comment-28358106-20171118160937

(S9/Lil) "Right, then.  Come." Tirush beckons to Lilrava. Once the little Dark Elf climbs onto her lap, she wiggles a little, settling into her spot, before wrapping her wings around her.

She hunches over slightly, bending over Lilrava, before closing her wings around them both, with only her horns and ears on the top of her head visible. Inside the velvety cocoon Lilrava can see her foster mother's brilliant, lava-yellow eyes slowly close as she drifts off, her rhythmic breathing creating a low purr.

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"What happened?"

"...do you mean, what happened? They're asleep!"

"How do you know? Maybe they're..."

"...I'M not testing to see..."

"...Go in and check?..."

A distance away, a small group has been watching them, whispering quietly. Opaline's scouting party sees the Copper Wyvern settle down to sleep, and telepathically, the rest of them know what is happening. Slowly, the hundreds of ice-clad slime soldiers begin gathering.

"What do you think we should do, Cirelle?" A particularly astute avatar of Opaline asks the Glacies mage that floats nearby.

She turns her cold eyes to Opaline. "It's simple. Overwhelm her with ice magic and knock her out.  She's a fire-based creature, so it shouldn't be difficult.  She has a natural weakness towards ice magic, so each hit should wear her down.  As long as we keep the assault consistent, we'll be fine."