Stavanger Bay we are graveyards reaching, with haunted bones

When the boy finished eating, Sunspot waited only long enough to finish picking a thorn from her paw before sitting up and making her presence known. She wasn't quite sure why she'd remained, and she didn't have anything in particular to say to the boy - it seemed like things had ended conclusively enough at the last meeting.

But she remained, head tilted to the side, sinking deeper and deeper into thought as the second ticked by.

"I think I'm gonna leave my brother's pack, Drogon," she said suddenly, the words bubbling up without her permission. And there was no reason for her to tell him about it, but there was no reason for her to tell anyone. There was no reason for her to leave. But feelings of discontentment had been welling up within her for some time, now, and if she didn't tell Drogon, who was she going to tell?