Larksong Grotto Train Wreck

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Jhala confirmed that it had been she that her leaders had sent to rescue the missing wolves and Astik’s tail beat a steady rhythm against the earth of the den before he stilled it and sucked in a hushed breath, his attention held rapt as his mother continued her story. Tapat asked her what happened next and Astik took quiet breaths as to not disrupt the intricate atmosphere that Jhala’s story had begun to create for him. His butt wiggled and he took a sharp breath as she mentioned that she wondered for days and then asked them what was in the woods. Astik’s imagination, as bold and full of fantasy as any child’s was racing. “A dwagon?!” Astik gasped in a guess, unable to think of any mythological creature more ferocious and cool than a dragon — not that he was overly sure what a Dragon was exactly.

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