Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26852465-20160318050706/@comment-26852465-20160327151941

The moment DM and Hal stepped inside, Mel's eye twitched at Sentinel's comment. Her pride was demanding her to attack him at once. Yet.. his devotion to Antoine, who could easily be classified as a pacifist.. was giving her restraint.

"It..." That first word came out as a growl.. suddenly she was calm. "It doesn't need refining, thank you.. there is nothing I could not learn from my husband, regarding the manner." She looked off to the side, scratching the back of her head. "Even his buffoon of a brother makes a good teacher, sometimes.." She growled again.. this time to herself. Eventually.. her pride as a Dragon could stand it no longer. She marched outside, beckoning Sentinel to follow. "There's a larger piece around back.. more ground to stand on. Ideal for training. Come on, if you're coming."