Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-34358576-20180125235048/@comment-34358576-20180131010521

She would sit in the carriage, looking out the window, admiring the beauty. You would get a clearer look of her. Golden horns on her head clearly showed she was a Weresheep. Her body, covered in a fuzzy layer keeping her warm.

You had only know about her family. A group of Warriors that saved their land over and over from the Order and their raids. She was mostly the Eldest child. Next in line to recieve her family's fortune.