Board Thread:RolePlay/@comment-44876747-20200120180048/@comment-44876747-20200123020432

Starcloud3 wrote: “Hey,” Ianthe piped happily, walking into the kitchen. She sat down on a stool, and her ‘mother’ placed a plate of puffy yellow squares with brown swirls in them in front of her. Ianthe grimaced, but forced herself to take a bite, and found it tasted like hot chocolate.

“Mmmmmm,” she said, savouring the taste, “This is good.” "Glad you like it," the woman said suspiciously. Ia realized she must have had that almost every day.

"Well, I should probably leave for school now," Ianthe said quickly. She got up from the table, and headed down the the hall, looking for the. . . was it called a leapmaster? She couldn't quite remember what Esiyae had called it.

"The leapmaster is that way, silly!" her 'mother' called after her. Ia opened her mouth to say something, but closed it pointed the way her 'mother' had gestured, nodding, and going down that hall, attempting to braid her thick, curly, waist length hair into a braid.

After years of doing this, her fingers knew what to do, even when walking, and her finished product was a pretty good for a rush job.

She arrived at the leapmaster, a room with a glass roof, and millions of little crystals hanging down from it. Shout Foxfire, ​​​​​​​she remembered.

"Foxfire!" she called out. A crystal decsended, casting a beam of light on the floor at her feet. Checking that her bracelet was on her wrists, she stepped into the light.