you can turn off the sun, but I'm still gonna shine
Pip responds to the other dragon's attention like an affronted cat, batting ineffectually against the air near Sol's face with playful indignation. Koa allows it to happen without remark - he's given up trying to understand dragon dynamics, but figures the odds of his overgrown pool noodle doing any real damage to the golden kit are slim to negative one.
"Main street it is, then." Koa gathers up his notes, flitting through them to find a relevant page. "Let's see - there's a report from a shop owner that a few have taken up residence in his stock room." Glancing back at his companions, he offers a one-shoulder shrug. "Not very glamorous, but that's the job. Shall we?"
Gesturing for them to lead the way, Koa whistles for Pip to hop to his shoulder before heading out the door. "So Lena, any insight on these new gourds that've been popping up? Do we think they're, like, possessed, or is there something more... purple, going on?"
"Main street it is, then." Koa gathers up his notes, flitting through them to find a relevant page. "Let's see - there's a report from a shop owner that a few have taken up residence in his stock room." Glancing back at his companions, he offers a one-shoulder shrug. "Not very glamorous, but that's the job. Shall we?"
Gesturing for them to lead the way, Koa whistles for Pip to hop to his shoulder before heading out the door. "So Lena, any insight on these new gourds that've been popping up? Do we think they're, like, possessed, or is there something more... purple, going on?"
Koa
