Emberflame Ridge The Witch And The Bird

very sorry for holding this up!!

"see, to anyone else, that would be to its benefit." condor sighed, refusing to return buzzard's toothy grin. surely they were upset they hadn't managed to trap him with the brat but really, after what had happened with legion, couldn't they see he was doing them a service?

of course he wasn't. but he did like to annoy his sibling.

"condor," he said with his own dramatic bow. he was not going to be outdone in theatrics by buzzard. not a chance. "good to meet you as well, darling." making a show of looking out over the ridge at the setting sun buzzard so loathed, condor turned back to face her. "do you happen to live around here?"

it was always good to meet new targets. his smile wasn't even fake.