Thread:IcepetalTheIceSilkWing/@comment-32186914-20190810142801/@comment-37335257-20190903114256

(Nah Blister creeped me out. I felt like somehow she was staring though the pages, into my soul. I didn't like that.)

(And Blaze was just a moron. I could hardly bear reading about her. My mom was wondering who I was angry at one day, because I kept muttering things like 'moron', 'idiot', and 'oh my goodness, I can't take this anymore!')

(Also, apparently three days equals to a second. My bad.)

Amarillo was back on his roof, the same one he always was on. He may've been sleeping, but his ears were pricked, and his body tense, so no one in their right mind would come anywhere near him.