Sunbeam Lair A whisper in the breeze

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There were plenty of days during which the young Chieftess kept to herself, wandering throughout the lair and inspecting the many species of flora. Those moments kept her grounded, preventing discord from erupting between her and her home. Yet, despite the serene nature of her lonesome walks, she enjoyed spending time around others just as well. Nestled somewhere within the deepest depths of her breast there lived the craving for interactions; it was often silent, rearing its head rarely, and easily settled. Simply spending time in the company of Shikoba, who the dragoness would observe, quelled whatever desires she might have harboured for a social exchange. It pleased her, too, to hear her proposition be accepted, as did the sound of the fellow female’s voice. Her words, though interrupted by a pause, brought a cheery smile to Asterr’s lips, the expression followed by a slight nod of her head. “I am glad to help,” she responded, soft-spoken and brimming with relief. Never had she been the most dominant of creatures, that side of her having long since been locked away with Draco, which left her knowing that she would have walked away had her presence not been welcomed. Knowing that her tribe mate did not wish her away left her with a light feeling in her chest, the Native proving with each passing day that she was truly one with the family.

As the duo made their way across the land, the Draconid hung back. She allowed for the other to lead, for the mission was hers to complete and Asterr was there only to observe. Always was she at least a meter or so behind, enough of distance kept so as not to crowd her, but close enough to not lose sight of her form. And when they might finally reach the vulpines’ base, she would settle nearby, watching and waiting to see if her assistance might be needed.

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