Thread:Dragonfire4433/@comment-35042251-20190612184940/@comment-35042251-20190614224637

Wind Weaver froze and her winds died down to gentle breezes, and she stared back at the others with wide, watery eyes. “I’d come with you if I could, but... Well, I can’t make up my mind whether to or not.” She whispered, a breeze rustling her hair.