Dragoncrest Cliffs Arapaima

The boy wasn’t opposed to such closeness. In fact, with her frame next to his, he did not feel so threatened by the rainfall. She said that when the rain had finished, they would speak to mom, and they could go sit beneath the big tree to talk about it. Swordfish peered at her face with jaw agape. After a long pause, he nodded his head in agreement. That did sound nice…

The fire red woman asked what kind of weather Swordfish did like. The boy licked his chops before glancing at her chin. The boy hadn’t been alive long enough to experience the full weather variety. He knew that he didn’t much care for the rain because it fell in his eyes and made them sting. However, he knew that there was a phenomenon that he adored.

I wike the sun. So warm. So warm!

Swordfish stretched out his front legs as if basking in it.

Wot you? he asked her next.