Broken Antler Fen You're just like an angel

leaving the Maia thread vague <-<

Toad was probably about two observations or insults away from changing her name to her mother's, not including this one. Toad merely nodded, thinking that once again, yes, it was an unusually cruel name. The stranger moved on quickly.

Dragons were, consequently, Toad's second-favourite fairy tale creature. She was also rather convinced they had really existed once upon a time, having since left the lands that they all knew for different pastures. Toad's eyes once more were alight in fascination. Her tail began to wag quickly behind her, though she tried to hold it back such that only the second half of it waved furiously about.

That is a very important asset for any territory, Toad agreed swiftly, her heart skipping a bit.
Wraen introduced herself. It was the closest Toad had ever been to a crush on a woman.
Oooh, I'd love to, she said, since we know the ice is safe. The clarification seemed important. A place for baby dragon care will need some special considerations, of course. But you seem to be an expert! Toad bounced forward, tail waving about.

As a member of the Glen, Toad should have been diligently asking about why she and Maia were claiming a territory. She should have asked what they were going to call themselves, why they were moving to here, and what their plans were. Toad really only had one thing that fully switched her to "ON" mode, and that was the fantastical and the epic.