Sunbeam Lair We need to talk about Kevin

The girl frowned in response to Airi’s statement and shook her head. “There are many younger souls within our family that might agree with you,” she voiced. “But you must understand that the dragons do not make mistakes. They gave their wings to the birds for a reason, and we must respect their decision, however ancient it may be.” So long ago had their family received its beginning, and yet so little had changed since then. Still were the dragons to be respected and honoured, still were their decisions and thoughts not to be questioned. Always did their arise at least one young, curious soul that questioned it all, but rarely did their disbelief remain after the tales were all told and the history learned. She could only hope that the same might eventually be able to be said about her eldest.

Asterr did not intervene as the bird’s life was drawn to an end. She’d done nothing more than stand there, making sure that the child did as she’d been told. And as she’d realized that the girl might not complete the rest of her tasks, she’d felt as her body grew rigid. There were very few things that were able to rile the Chieftess up, but such blatant disrespect of the dragons—of Draco—was something that would hit the mark every single time, without fail. It was during said moments that, despite how much control she might be able to demonstrate, Draco would always be able to brush himself along the surface.

“Eat it,” she repeated, gazing down at the girl with a frown on her lips. “You will eat it right now, or you will lose your chance at living another life after this one. Do you wish to live alone in the darkness for an eternity? With all of those that have wronged our family or the dragons in some way?” It mattered not that she was the child of the vessel, for such titles mattered little to celestial beings.