Arrow Lake carrying her own sword

ingram remained rapt, a surge of newfound emotion overcoming him as the little praimfaya wrestled under her mother’s tongue, refusing to be subdued. understandably blodreina had not seen the peek of little praimfaya’s endless blue eyes; the girl was under her muzzle. 

her eyes! ingram reiterated, breathless as the girl blundered towards him with all the grace of a drunken boar. already praimfaya was delightfully strong-willed; ingram’s tail thumped wildly as he gently intercepted praimfaya’s charge with a cheeky lick of his own.