Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26288702-20180310221203/@comment-28358106-20180321025132

Tirush sneers, the growl back in her throat as she speaks. "It is already done. Their time ends this day."

She turns and crouches, flaring her wings as if she's going to take off, but stops herself. She pauses, then turns and looks at Armata, then Jorge and Prad. She looks over her shoulder back to Armata.

"...K-tan hov-dan...How are we to get there? We all cannot fly.  Unless, I become my primal form, and carry those two."