Nova
Clever as the devil
Jealous of Aithne's sudden vantage point, Nova straightens like a spring being released. "Dragon bones?! That's AWESOME!" She leaps up onto the railing, throwing her hands out as she dances along the thin wall of bones. A light breeze caresses her cheeks, ruffling the pink yarn of her dress as she spins around.
"You know, I got gold dragon scales from this one guy. I'm gonna make something for my sister! I just haven't decided yet. Maybe a bag? Or a pair of shoes? I don't have enough for a dress yet, but his girlfriend said they'd give me more!" Giggling, she twirls, her foot treading dangerously close to the edge where she stops to look at Aithne. She hinges at the waist, eyes intent on the Ancient as she asks, "What do you think I should make her?"
"You know, I got gold dragon scales from this one guy. I'm gonna make something for my sister! I just haven't decided yet. Maybe a bag? Or a pair of shoes? I don't have enough for a dress yet, but his girlfriend said they'd give me more!" Giggling, she twirls, her foot treading dangerously close to the edge where she stops to look at Aithne. She hinges at the waist, eyes intent on the Ancient as she asks, "What do you think I should make her?"
and twice as pretty
