Dawnlark Plains friends and liars dont wait for me

for a moment the wych wondered if she had been too hard on him -- he slumped to the ground in pants, seemingly stunned by her roughing. quietly, the sylph stepped back towards him, no trace of the concern she felt lingering on her features.

and then he spoke -- a statement followed by question that elicited a knowing smile from the siren mother. "not as much as i should like - but i live with many children who play often. would you like to meet them?" smooth, you little pup-napper.