Dragoncrest Cliffs the patron bird of the vore fetish

Blixen turns into her and mumbles something. She thinks she knows what she says but she ignores it, brushes it off as incomprehensible, and allows the fiery girl to remain. Mallaidh turns a bit and takes her into an embrace and closes her eyes. Being with Blixen brings back all the memories and hurt but she can’t deny the connection nor how hard Blixen is actually trying. She wants to talk to someone and ask questions and figure things out. Why can none of it be easy? 

Slowly, Mallaidh pulls away with a slow breath and smiles, nudging her onward to finish the patrol.