Moonspear Shook up the bottle, made a good girl pop

A frustrated huff exited her when he did not give her the thing, and simply babbled more of that language that noisy Mother and Mintaka and Altair loved so much. It took everything in her not to stomp her feet and throw a tantrum; instead she let her gaze fall away from her brother and to the dead thing once again. how kill it. She breathed, not bothering to make eye contact with him as she questioned.