Lion Head Mesa reed

and he would be right.

she did not announce her frustration just yet. instead she stewed in momentary silence, gaze staying pointed. as if she might bring down the mountain just by looking at it.

eventually it returned to the closer territories. the red stone, the meadows.

why don't we journey to different places? she did not want to journey with her sister. once more not for any sort of malice, merely for the stroke of competition that now burned like a wick. what if brecheliant thinks less because there is two princesses?

very fun figuring her out, but also sorry dad! ;;