Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27226023-20150807001143/@comment-26807691-20150820030908

Nys looked back at the three girls (and Angeline, standing awkwardly off to the side). She noticed the object of their frustration and shook her head exasperatedly. "Oh, give it here,", she sighed, grabbing Annie and the pen, carving a circle, a line, a butterfly. When the witch had finished, she clasped the princess's hand and muttered under her breath.

((This probably won't work, but I thought Nys should have a crack at it.))