Mildew
I don't think there is anyone under your skin
Like a Cheshire cat I think that you are just a grin
"Ah, she works like me, then." Mildew said with a laugh, entirely comfortable with the dragon on her shoulders, only moving to allow Sugar space to move. She did pull her hair over to one side, aware that some of these little beasts had fire and that even if this one didn't, she had claws that would get stuck in tangles.
Gazing over the buildings, she nodded distractedly. "Visiting...yes, for the first time." And probably the last for a long while - Mildew couldn't see this being somewhere she would venture frequently. At the risk of making herself sound quaint and naive, she admitted: "Where I live, the tallest things around are the trees." There were, to be fair, some very tall trees in the Feverlands, but none of them could match the stone towers of Stormbreak.
A smile overcoming her face from it's distraction, she nodded towards him. "I'm Mildew." There was no hesitation in giving this rather odd name; it was up to Ronin to challenge it if he wished. "Do you know where I could stay the night in the city?"
Gazing over the buildings, she nodded distractedly. "Visiting...yes, for the first time." And probably the last for a long while - Mildew couldn't see this being somewhere she would venture frequently. At the risk of making herself sound quaint and naive, she admitted: "Where I live, the tallest things around are the trees." There were, to be fair, some very tall trees in the Feverlands, but none of them could match the stone towers of Stormbreak.
A smile overcoming her face from it's distraction, she nodded towards him. "I'm Mildew." There was no hesitation in giving this rather odd name; it was up to Ronin to challenge it if he wished. "Do you know where I could stay the night in the city?"
And I can feel you laughing, under my skin
And the happy palpitations are making me grin
