Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-25363089-20170729033202/@comment-30379057-20170830091400

A tall, green-clad young woman with short black hair and pointed ears walked throughout the trees. She was of course not alone. In the trees jumping from branch-to-branch was a brown haired, and a rather short red-and-black dressed young man. "Do ya have any idea why we're here, Amber?" the boy jumped down and landed nimbly on his feet next to her. She simply glanced down at him. "Richard sent us here because he figured there might be a crucial piece of info about Beacon." she replied. "Maybe if you listen, you might have known, Darian." Darian yawned boredly. "We can just get rid o' the dragon up on Ozpin's old place, and maybe all the Grimm would go away. In fact, our first step to retaking Beacon." He nearly bumped into Amber after she suddenly stopped, her canine ears twitching. "Wha'cha hear?" Darian leaned over. "...Voices." Amber answered. "We're not alone here."