Board Thread:Off Topic/@comment-25146201-20130905222748/@comment-11457306-20130907154909

TG

Allysa looked down at Raptor and saluted him with her mug. "Have a nice rest."

DB

Sorka had made it to hands and knees now. She crawled forward to look down over the cliff. She could see the gelding far below, mangled and twisted. Damn. Well at least it was already dead and she wouldn't have to kill it herself. But she had to get to it. Her supplies were in the saddlebags. She turned her head to look at the Falcon. "I'm going down to get my supplies--that's where I'm going." She sat back on her haunches to rest for a moment.  I wonder how much it really understands.