Broken Antler Fen You're just like an angel

Pffthahaha, she snort-laughed, imagining literal fur-coated tubers rolling about the Caldera, even though she knew the Firebirds had lived elsewhere previously. Toad had helped in the raising of many a potato -snort- and never grew tired of the process. She was pleased to see Meerkat growing into such a bright, skilled young woman. Soon enough, she would be ready to join the adult ranks. Toad knew it was only a matter of time before she saw children from her as well, and internally grew excited at yet another generation added to their huge family.

Though Toad was relatively disappointed that there were no such men pledged to the dragon lair, she maintained a pleasant enough smile for her new friend. She walked on, listening to her offer, and nodding that indeed, being a fan of dragons and dragon ownership were both strong qualities. Particularly the water-loving dragons — fire breathing ones are a dime a dozen, you know? She leaned right into the joke without missing a beat. I'm looking for someone tall, at least two years old, and uh, maybe kind, Toad said, moving through the same working checklist she had reserved for Meerkat, but hadn't presented yet.