Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26108027-20180124092153/@comment-26108027-20180126112959

Tiral looks like he wants to say something,but brother can, beams of pink light shine through his fingers to create an image on the opposite wall.

"Ira Whiteblaze! Where in the world are you?!" The mare in the image shouts. Tiral narrows his eyes slightly.

"Don't call me Ira. What do you want, Lelani?"

"Your father's been worried sick! We've been trying to contact you for days!"

"Well, now you can see that I'm fine. Please leave."

"Ira, who else is in the room?"

"I said, don't call me Ira."

"Ira, tell me!"

Tiral stands up.

"DON'T CALL ME IRA! CHACOH UNTI!"

The image flickers and fades as the mare's eyes widen in shock. Tiral sits back down, burying his face in his hands and panting softly.