Dragoncrest Cliffs Retrograde

if they had, quennell had not held onto the memory of it very much. besides. stories could change and he wanted to hear njord tell a story. not his maman.

i t'ink you be tellin' me it. he offered warmly as his tail beat at the earth for a moment before he settled his head on his paws. eyes remained looking upward, at the newly scarred face of a man he adored.