Board Thread:RolePlay/@comment-37603298-20181123221338/@comment-35500911-20181201014246

Emmett blinked, thinking he was still on the soft grass of Foxfire.

He wasn't.

He groaned, sliding out of bed, he threw a grey speckled tunic on, tossing aside a set of papers, which were wrinkled, but words still read clearly. He was late for Foxfire- was Aislinn already gone?