[ There was a smirk - a broken one, Fordola running on fumes now. She knew what she had to do, but she looked to the other and gave a slight nod of her head. ]
...I'll do ya one better.
[ The broken and bloodied 19-year-old griffin, with wings freed, already was sizing up what her plan was. Her stance - well, she was already moving. ]
one A
...I'll do ya one better.
[ The broken and bloodied 19-year-old griffin, with wings freed, already was sizing up what her plan was. Her stance - well, she was already moving. ]