Blackfeather Woods he said youre just as boring as anyone else

lmao sorry for Maegi

Kove's question made her twitch with momentary indecision. She felt suddenly on the spot, and shuffled her feet awkwardly. She was about to give a diplomatic answer to her mentor when Sascha opened his mouth instead, giving them a command to--wait, what?

"They? There's only one of you," Maegi reasoned, a question in her voice. Her ears rotated in puzzlement as she gave Sascha a long look, then turned to Kove once more, lips lifting in a wry, almost cruel smile. "Probably not," she responded coolly. Eyes back to Sascha. "No offense. But he--uh, they," she corrected herself, her tone carrying a hint of acid but going with it anyway, "is a Melonii. Meloniis belong here."

And Blackfeather was in short supply of Meloniis, these days. Miraak was dead, Potema had fled, Cicero and the boys were gone, all of her older siblings, vanished. . .

Right now, it was just her. And Sascha. Gods help them.