Thread:Rose thorn rocks/@comment-27147599-20180302001320/@comment-27824390-20180311222354

"Uh... Sure.." Drako made a baby bottle appear in his hand, then gently picked up Hope, trying to figure out how to feed her.

Freyal sleepily grumbled in protest about how cold it was, curling up into a little ball, the cloth falling off of her head.

"The Angels will be the ones to stop the war" Fate looked at her