Dragoncrest Cliffs he never seen so much rage from a queen

What did my nose do to you? Maleah retorts indignantly. She felt the urge to comment something about how this child, likely, had no idea who her father was, and how she could potentially grow up to have a pelican nose just as well. A pretty mother was only one half of the gene pool; but Mireille could not possibly have that bad of taste, could she? You just don't wanna admit that I'm cool.
She wonders who Miette seemingly inherited the haughtiness from.
She suddenly eases downward into a sprawl, forepaws tipped over the blackstone edge. I'm gonna sunbathe. I need to get one last good sun-bleach before the summer ends. I will still be watching you.