Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20200209191941/@comment-25828117-20200212204909

Clodagh could feel something woosh by her head, with such speed it made her fiery red hair blow in her face.

Glennwyn came to a sudden dead stop by Lysilde's shoulder before it pointed down and slowly hovered back into the folds of her riding dress.

Lysilde was glad everyone seemed to be okay.

"I am sorry for your horse, Helian." She said.