Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26108027-20171104061940/@comment-26108027-20171211050941

"m-my hair?" Tiral gasps, reaching up to push it out of his face but only finding that it reaches to the arms of the star on his forehead. He lays back down, amazed at the light feeling.

"What am I wearing?"

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The city is starting to come alive, cheetahs coming out of their houses and walking through the streets. The bustle reaches up to Miranda, bringing the voices up with it.