Emberwood Girls, they wanna have fun

A sigh of relief escaped him when Reverie reluctantly conceded. Now he would have to actually convince the healer to come along with them, but that was a worry for another day.

"Think of her like a pet," he suggested, his tail whisking. He kissed her cheek as gently as he could, still wary that touching her wrong might cause her to start bleeding once more.

The question she posed was a good one. Dusty Rose laid back, inviting Reverie closer while he stared up at the canopy.

"Let's go somewhere hot," he told her, his voice still soft. "I met someone who smelled like the desert — we oughta go the way she was coming from. We can teach the kids to call down the rain. We can teach 'em to dance in it."