Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-31049256-20170919032125/@comment-28358106-20171022021955

(Scorn) Imperia's pleas only serve to drive the young Wyvern on. Refusing to surrender her prey, Partha growls and begins backing up, causing the ripping to intensify.

"No, Partha! Stop!" Regina dives to scoop up Partha, but it is too late.

rrrrrrrip

With a final tug, Partha falls backwards, tearing Imperia's dress off from her waist down.

"Eeek!" Regina dives to grab her, but her backwards tumble moves her out of the way just in time, and Regina topples onto Imperia's legs with a squeak.

With the black silk in her mouth, Partha scrambles to her feet and takes off at a full sprint, leaning forward and dashing out of the room.

"Holy shit!" Aegis yelps. "Hang on, I got this!" Her chair is kicked over as she leaps to her feet and dashes after Partha. In mere seconds the pounding of her feet fade as she follows Partha outside, giving chase.

"Ooof..." Regina picks herself up off of Imperia, then looks down. She turns deep red and covers her mouth in embarrassment.

"Oh, no...Lady Imperia, I'm so sorry..." She looks down at her ruined dress, which now exposes a great deal of her legs. They are both cast in shadow as Tirush looms over them.

"I should have warned you, Partha can be boisterous in her play. It is my fault, really.  She believed you wanted to play, but I have not yet taught her how to understand the intent of groundlings." She chuckles, shaking her head. "If you like, I can cover you with my wings while we find you a new covering."

"I think we've had quite enough Wyvern interference for one night," Regina says, her annoyance clear as she stands to help Imperia up.