Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-24965182-20170630060211/@comment-24934423-20170726215034

As the man began to answer her, the Wyvern felt joy, then heartache, and finally blissful joy once more. She thought he was going to leave her, but was proven wrong by his invitation to join him.

"Yes!" she replies, her smile shining through the dim morning light and teary-eyed. Slowly and slightly reluctantly, she gets up, separating herself from him. None of his fluids leak out.

She then goes to one of the things in her treasure pile, an antique bag. She then starts shoving her other stuff into it. Oddly enough, the bag does not seem to get any fuller with each object put in.

"This'll only take a few minutes!" she tells her man, eager to spend her days by his side.