Originally Posted by Benson
Gwynfillion frowned, she glanced at the others. "Uhm if you could gives us moment please?" She gestured for Grills to find someplace private they cpuld talk.
Garion hesitantly let go and looked to the plum pony in confusion. "Is something wrong, Miss Gwyn?"
The little colt found himself gravitating towards both his caretaker and Grandma Chilly. He lingered between them, unsure of who he should go with.