Dragoncrest Cliffs drive me home

blix squirms, pleased by the compliment, a smile breaking through her stone-faced facade. "thank you, nomi," she says, cuddling closer into her side, "i'm gonna make sure no one leaves us again." so firm and naive is her resolution, but so seriously does she offer it with a lick to her nomi's cheek. her eyes are still the funny, muddy transition stage of youth, growing more amber with each passing day: now they are burning bright with focus.