Dragoncrest Cliffs the patron bird of the vore fetish

Mallaidh slows to a stop when Blixen touches her, turning her head a bit and closer her eyes. It isn’t everything she wants to say, but she’s doesn’t have it in her to keep going. For now, she just nods her head and smiles. It’s a start. They’ll learn more together over time, now that they’re together again. It’ll be okay, in the long run, and understanding both sides they can surely only grow.
 
Nothing bad will ever happen again.
 
Well, she knows that’s not true but a girl can hope, right?
 
“Thank you for… everything,” she says and leans into the other girl.