Swiftcurrent Creek I hate what didn't kill me.

Wisdom poured from Paarthurnax's mouth and settled on Bazi's head alongside tender kisses - much too late to be implemented, but the pale girl would take them to heart in the coming months (or at least she would try). The crying eventually died down, leaving hiccoughs in their wake. They shook Bazi's entire body - like she was being shocked by something.

"It's true," she managed between hiccoughs, shuffling back slightly to look Paarthurnax in the eye. "I.. shit, I feel so stupid now." A second hiccough interrupted, adding an air of ridiculousness to her confessions. "It doesn't really matter, does it - that she's.. a bit queer. I still, you know.. I still love her. Like a girl is supposed to love another girl," she was quick to add, not quite a Pride Wolves convert yet.