Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-27915391-20170709235124/@comment-29611741-20170710235213

Isaira leans back slowly, then falls back over the pedal. She flips in mid-air and slows her fall by thrusting her pick-like pigtails against the pedal. She silently but swiftly takes a sleeping bag and sets up near the temple wall, curling up in the bag facing the wall.