Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27461238-20151008210931/@comment-27461238-20151106033723

Lace suddenly remembered she was not the only one fighting the Demon Dogs, "Stay Here!" Lace comanded to her Demon Dog, but as she tried to run she tripped and looked back at her  upper foot it was bleeding as she tried.

Lace looked in fear as she knew this wasn't her normal walk in the park problem. Lace was in real danger, not just losing a ribbion. Lace began to look at the people taht she had come with, they were in way more danger than her, but Lace still thought that she wasn't made for this; She was made for staying inside writing like her father, OR in her case staying inside and making dresses.

Lace looked down to the floor, 'Maybe, if I try really hard, I can get out of here!' but she couldn't, Lace was too weak, she was just a little girl that wasn't really ready for the cold hard truth. Lace looked up with tears in her eyes, "I'm not ready!" Lace sceamed, she tried to get it, but fell down, she decided that she could lay down for a second...

((Don't worry; She's not dead))