Board Thread:Mythical Roleplay/@comment-27147599-20170402005818/@comment-27824390-20170404223505

Tressa growled lowly at him, her pupils slitting slightly while her cloak appeared on her in her dream then pulled her cloak over her head. Her scythe appearing in her right hand as she held it out, then closed it around the wood, glaring at him. "Leave my dream now."

Seethe blinked. "Not really"