Noctisardor Bypass Put my gun away when it's loaded.

The firmness of Druid's "no" brought some comfort, for she'd given her children no reason to doubt her word. What he do? Kikimora asked, eyes wide with curiosity as she began think up all the bad things she'd experienced in her short life.

His name was Glaukos, the Den Mother repeated, and Kikimora twitched her oversized ears. Druid carried on, attempting to distract her from darker topics, but the speckled youngster was too young to recognise this. She carried on, offering her own name, and suggested that she could call her thus if she so wished.

Droo-id, she drawled, and enjoyed the sound.