Dragoncrest Cliffs Alligatorfish

Aye, he rumbled in answer.

An’ the water’s real warm.

Swordfish could feel tears stinging in the backs of his eyes. He fought them away, wouldn’t allow them to spill over. Internally, he reprimanded himself for having slipped. This was meant to brighten Quen’s mood. The redtailed boy did not need to bring back memories of the horror they had lived. He wanted to forget it. Swordfish wished they could go back to how things were before-

Ya think yer gonna look cute without yer butt? he asked absently.

The young man wondered if the ladies would find that charming. He could only imagine, coupled with Quennell’s chipper personality – he would bounce back without any trouble.