Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26972097-20160312231643/@comment-26709630-20160326012817

Marcelle braught her feet out of the water and tucked her legs underneath her. Her eyes studied the grass. Time had passed since she had ran into Rowan as a hare, it was now early in the evening.

'''"But what if my reasons were extremely selfish? What if pretending to be mad only benefitted myself and could be harmful to others, but I still did it anyway because I have such a need for power?" '''Her voice softened. "Would you still want to be my friend then?"