Dragoncrest Cliffs the stars are blazing

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As a child, Xan had never been without a sort of cockiness to him. From the way he spoke to the manner in which he presented himself, it had been clear from a fairly young age that he was trouble. This part of him, once broken, seemed to be mending itself right in that moment, encouraged to do so by his irritation. Before it could progress beyond a certain point, however, he reeled it all back in and shifted his weight around, intending to distract himself. It had been too late, though, for already had he spoken, thus earning him the attention of the leader. A command was issued, something that he was tempted to ignore for no other purpose than because it wasn’t a request, but an order. For a long moment, he said nothing, his jaw clenched shut whilst his eyes lingered on the dark woman.

After a longer moment of silence than what he’d originally intended, he said, “I don’t like her.” As per usual, the yearling was blunt. “She bothers my friend,” he added, the lie flinging itself from his mouth with ease. It was more like she bothered him by being around Kendra, but he was unlikely to say that.

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