Swiftcurrent Creek I hate what didn't kill me.

There it was - the call she had been dreading. Bazi lingered where she was for a moment, clutching at the brittle straws representing her reasons for Paarthurnax to stay. Eventually, though, she made her way to the chosen meeting spot.

She would reason with her. How long had the healer known Shadow? And wasn't he a bit pompous, really? And to go alone?

But Swiftcurrent Creek was dying. Those that lingered were not pleased with their Alpha - and Kaskara, who knew nothing yet, would likely only stay for her brother. If Scimitar's reaction was anything to go by, 'gayness' was not a crime where they came from.

Bazi slowed to a walk when the golden woman came into view, swallowing hard with every third step. I hope he's a terrible mate, the Alpha thought viciously in the privacy of her own mind, but took it back just as quickly as the thought had taken form.

She paused, regarding Paarthurnax wearily with her big, blue eyes. "You're going with him?"