<div class="floatleft">(https://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/it/thumb/8/8d/Terra_Branford.png/280px-Terra_Branford.png)</div><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Abigail Foster/"Terra Branford"<br/><strong>Location:</strong>The party<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Open<br/><hr/><br/>If anyone thought Abigail was actually a monster girl, no one said it. Well, except for Renoa, and the hell hound didn't count. Speaking of Renoa, it seemed the situation with her was resolved. Good. Jun approached her, asking if she wanted to do anything. "I'll be honest, I haven't the faintest clue." She replied. "I'm...I'm just so overwhelmed by everything, and..."<br/><br/>She saw Renoa and Tabitha out of the corner of her eye. A spark of jealously flooded her...she hated having to keep her secret. She wanted to cut loose, now that she had the chance to do so. The dragon within her roared, yearning to be free. She wanted to shift into her 'true' form, show off her true power. Fire and ice, and with a little practice, maybe even lightning.<em>Sorry, Jun. I just...I just wish I could let my hair down. Let loose. Have some fun! But I can't...</em><br/><br/>She put on a smile and chugged the fruit punch she was holding, then got some more. "I shouldn't just drop my feelings on you. I'm sorry. I'll figure out something, I guess."