Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-27915391-20170823214809/@comment-29611741-20170913203551

Julia: *to Treesa* Who?

Lys, drooling slightly on Julia's shoulder in her sleep: Nnghhh... shadows... zzzz... *gets softly slapped awake by her sister* Huh!?

Julia: Anyways, any plans on getting in there?

Isaira heads to a destroyed piece of forest and started dropping some berries into it while singing and humming softly to herself. Suddenly, a berry is pushed back by a gust of smoke and a voice comes up.

Reiraph: Those one's are poisonous, y'know?

Isaira, unphased: You're quite a survivalist, for a hard-headed dragon of a plant.

Reiraph, chuckling: Don't take it the wrong way, but just shut up and go; you don't know what I'm doing or why.

Isaira, smirking: You're dying because you're a hard-headed idiot.

Reiraph, sweating slightly: My, you're terrifying for a little girl... *shakes head weakly* No, I actually tried to flee for once, but he's only getting stronger. But that's not why I tried to go. *closes eyes and eats a berry* You probably already met them. They're just gonna get themselves hurt again, as well as those that care for them longer than I have...