Ankyra Sound Mont Blanc Radiance

val decided he would very much like to see this mama dragon: if only to watch her engulf sapphique’s mortal enemy whole. in that aspect perhaps he would have made a good blackthorn, for he was always pursuing his own reckless ambitions before stopping twice to think about the personal safety of himself or others. the last few weeks he had seen firsthand how this affected others, and had done enormous self reflection. in that moment a dare for warlord Swanson was furthest from his mind, though the resulting adventure might have been extraordinary.

dwin did not miss a beat, confirming val had never seen an alien. truthfully he had no concept of them, and could not even begin to devise what they might look like in his minds eye. blue? sixlegged things on pointy cloven hooves? or something a bit closer to his own morphology?

he blinked, only just registering dwin’s most recent inquiry. as if to assure himself that his male parts were still there, val could not help the quick glance under the hood. nope, definitely still male. uhhh. no one has asked me that before. i think so..? why?