Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26208189-20150608002416/@comment-26208189-20150609012157

((The only food Pirouette doesn't seem to like is an animal cooked over a fire because it's too much like her story.))

Pirouette jumped and stood up from her position on her bed. Even Glissie had flown away, too. "Hello, Lian," she said to the ballerina down below. "What are you doing?"

In fact, it was not only Lian that seemed out of place this morning. The dorm tower was peculiarly silent. Belleroina was not on their room. There were no midnight treats from Ginger Breadhouse. She should've at least heard Apple's spelltacular singing when she woke up. But today, she didn't. "Is- is something wrong with Apple today?" She looked down and asked Lian.