Sleeping Dragon dragonglass

She couldn't say how or why the theme might have popped up elsewhere in his life, though Bat did say, "It's kind of a nod to where I was born, y'know? Drageda." She shrugged artlessly.

Before she could say anything else on the subject, Tegan Tristan sank down to the ground, not without a nudge first. She sighed and curled up next to him. She'd meant to help him wash, then find him some food, but the thought made fresh tears prick at her eyes. When was the last time I saw her? What did I even say? she thought wildly, burying a moan in the side of his neck.

She calmed a few minutes later and withdrew to mutter, "I was actually thinking about taking it as my surname. I was never really a Drakru. I went by Redhawk for a while but..." It had never particularly suited. It had been a tie to her mother but Wildfire had herself dropped it to become a Blackthorn. Bat would've loved to borrow that surname but it wasn't hers to take. Besides, Tegan Tristan had probably shed that along with everything else, essentially making it taboo.

"Or maybe I'll just be plain old Bat," she sighed.