Board Thread:Role Plays (AU)/@comment-24728342-20140728054435/@comment-23929867-20140826215026

"Oh, hey Thief," said Emily, greeting Teal. She nodded at the mention of the fresh air and cool shade. "Mmmm ... yeah, it's nice," she mumbled, still looking straight up with her eyes closed. But at the mention of the grimm, her eyes shot open and she bolted upright, looking down the hill.

"I didn't realize we were so far from the school," she said, picking up her weapons. She appeared much more serious, a stark contrast to her spar with Teal earlier. As she walked to the edge of the hill, one of the Beowulves sniffed the air, spotting her. Letting out a howl, it led the pack towards the hill, charging at the two.

"Crap," she said, readying her weapons. Drawing back her arm, she threw Bolt at the lead beowulf. Charging forward, she jumped, hopped off her spear, and swung Sunder around, decapitating the beowulf behind the one she'd speared.