Board Thread:Fun and Games/@comment-27038405-20160406161008/@comment-24038939-20160515163713

"Listen," Fawnsong spat, unsheathing her claws, "you are going to work with us whether it's willingly or forcefully."

She spun to Rosethorn, "And if you're turning soft, you don't belong in the Dark Forest."

(also what's this prophecy for anyways)