Dragoncrest Cliffs In the cold light of day, we're a flame in the wind.

Helix can see the change in his face when they speak of leaders but he doesn’t have anything to add. She’d been busy even when her sons were growing up and she hadn’t really been a leader of the pack and she wonders if she’d taken too much time away. 

Dacio doesn’t linger on it and Helix straightens hp, watching as the boy teeters after the birds and starts to scatter them. a few hop forward, a few spring into the air, but as always, a cluster of feathers sway to and fro and drift to the ground.

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