Board Thread:RolePlay/@comment-37603298-20181123221338/@comment-32987979-20181128010808

Ciara grabbed Anlon by the arm. "We're going back." She insisted, reaching for her leapmaster, which she usually kept in her bag. Which, of course, she'd left at the hill. "Do you have yours?"

Anlon wasn't fond of listening to sibling-fights. And, while he didn't understand fully about Brynn's gender, he knew it irritated them to be called female. He pulled out his own leapmaster, grabbing Ciara's hand. "I can't leave my books with some creepy shade. And I left my crest with my cape. Dad will kill me if I lose another one."