Morningside Cuesta dulasei

heda nodded. "aunt willam said they were seabeasts. and that they were big mother effers." she said this as nonchalantly as she would say anything else. sequoia had never edited herself and neither did wylla. it had made heda into a practical person, even despite the classic mannerliness of mahler.
the idea that it could be druid's sputtered the girl into a fit of the chuckles. "haha, no way!" she exclaimed. "druid is kinda small. this poop was huge!"
paisley was funny and cool, she decided right then. "maybe you can come meet her when we get to rivenwood. oh! maybe you can stay," she grinned, tail swishing behind her.