Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20191118230539/@comment-25828117-20191119152614

Mozu could feel the ground tremble harder, the rhythm of hooves.

Those turned into animals large enough to notice, could see a wagon pulled by a horse draw near.

Lysilde realised just how small she was, and that it was on her to get out of the way or get squashed.