Blackfeather Woods dream of my world, i live on my world

astara was mollified, averna distracted; relmyna had begun to settle back down once more until she spied the nature of what her palecub pursued. another stick. letting her breath slip from between her teeth in an amused huff, the delta watched with shining eyes as the nightchild leapt through the air, seeking to topple averna and thereby win yet another prize.