Whitebark Stream Her secrets still like songs I'd never learned.

The name of another was offered, in response to which the dragoness tilted her head. “Kora?” she repeated, questioningly to assure she heard correctly. “I do not believe I have met her yet, no.” Or, if she had, they had not exchanged names—but, even considering that possibility, she could not easily recall the last time she met with someone and did not leave with their name. She was curious of the other, naturally, and even more so after the male spoke further of her.

“What would you describe as being of curious nature?” asked the Draconid, interest growing. The word choice was noticeably careful—but still as if he wanted her to ask more, and so the young woman obliged.