Dragoncrest Cliffs All hail the poison berry!

sobeille paused, shaky head pivoting to peer at the bees. their lazy flight pattern was observed with only a passing glance; sobeille would not be so easily duped!

she pretended to lurch towards them, but she had no interest in their rounded bodies. just when it looked as if she might snap at their droning wings, she turned back to astera’s paws with a roar. GIB ME!