Hushed Willows my bones are headstones, darling

Airi laughs at the thought of anyone other than rannoch coming to take over. perhaps some other kid, but she had yet to meet a kid that motivated to do so. even she didn't want the position, and she was a dragon. they haven't come yet, she smirks, her laughter dying. he mentioned how much of a headache it was. you're telling me, she frowns. she had to live with them for this past year. most of the kids there are barely older than a year now. they all came when they were much younger. he was the oldest and came up with the idea in the first place she sensed the digs at her, questioning why, if she was so condescending, did she stay for so long. it riled her up. even his pretty face couldn't save him. look i like the area here and i haven't found any better pack just yet.