Blackfeather Woods you will fly on your own

Kendra thought about Nemesis her words and slowly nodded. Maybe it was good to talk about or at least consider. She scrunched up her nose cutely. "Pietro makes a mess of everything, he is so dirty," he let out. She wasn't clean either but Pietro just knocked things over. She loved him but maybe not to have him in the keep. Nemesis was right that she was close, so why not.

"Maybe I will just try it one night and then go back, switch sleeping places," she thought out loud, thinking that was a good idea. Their den had been rather snug now they were getting bigger. "Thanks Nemesis," he let out excitedly, needed some of that advise.