Board Thread:RolePlay/@comment-37603298-20181123221338/@comment-32987979-20181127225628

Idk if everyone's ready but I'll put my first post))

Ciara sat with Anlon atop a hill in the sun. It was the afternoon before their classes started. Her hair was in a neat French braid, and she wore a flared pastel green flared short sleeve dress with a floral pattern. They were working on their beginning-of-the-year assignment for Elvin History. /Homework before school even begins./ Ciara thought scornfully. She was nearly done- while Anlon had hardly written an entire sentence.

"You need to get this done!" She elbowed him, who had been distracted by a butterfly. A puff of wind sent the insect fluttering away. The assignment was simply to write down what they saw and why it was important to the elves in any environment. Anlon had picked the spot, thinking it'd be easy.

"All I see are trees and grass. There aren't even any clouds." Anlon groaned. "I think I'm gonna have to drop out of Foxfire. It's too much work."

She knew he was only joking. "You say that every year, and every year you're able to pass." /Not without my help, though./