Dragoncrest Cliffs the patron bird of the vore fetish

oh, wow, furi has a lot of siblings. not that it's odd -- blixen has a lot of siblings now, too. it's only odd in the wake of this sudden realization of furi's life outside of drageda. outside of her. she feels very small and fragile, suddenly, but so, so eager to keep furi's attention. mallaidh's attention. (mallaidh, mallaidh, she reminds herself.)

"oh," she repeats, this time at the mention of roarke -- who, she guesses, must have gone missing before mallaidh did. or something. it doesn't seem like her friend wants to talk about that though, so she lets it go, tilting her head a little bit. "yeah, maybe," she agrees, her voice dropping, softly, "but.. why did you have to pretend they didn't exist before?" the redhead hopes -- worries, maybe correctly, but hopes -- the answer isn't because of her.