Starglow Basin sons and daughters of city officials attend demonstrations

she should know better than to expect coherent discourse from a toddler. a flare of irritation thrusted through her, tempered only moments after by reminding herself that honey over vinegar served as the best extractor.

sshhh, shhh, shhh. you are a good boy. qiao rubbed his shoulders and picked a twig from his disheveled fur. the gesture could almost be called maternal were it not for the hunter briefly visible in her gaze. you tell qiao who your mom is, i get you to her, hmmm?

her mind raced as she mentally pursued the thousand avenues this new knowledge might take her down.