Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-25363089-20170404135010/@comment-13488655-20170508163602

Volica was still sleeping peacefully as she dreampt of being around large chunks of delicious warm foods, her smile one of bliss as she continued to dream in her own little world.

Meanwhile, as Margrit continued to cook, she could see a cheerful smiling face on the window, waving estatically to try to catch her attention. A girl with a semblance of clay.