Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20200707214420/@comment-29038468-20200928003736

"Ah, thank you very much. My body does feel quite heavy...Let me just adjust my wings." She says. Morgan lies down on the bed, looking at her sword with a small smile. Her wings which unfurled are half her size, shrink and retract into her body. Had Samia not been there, Morgan would look like a normal girl. Like this, she looked delicate, almost akin to a porcelain statuette. She was young and still developing despite the beauty she held; it was only a small candle flicker to Samia however.