Amaris
However big, however small
Let me be part of it all
Let me be part of it all
Amalia Chandrakant, the words came with a smile, and a prompt and terrifying cold leap into icy waters. It was the first and last memory she held of the one she called the lost Chandrakant, before the magic of the moment dissipated and she was left picking up pieces with her fellow Stormbreak-ians. That Seraphina had secured an egg, an egg that Dramyrth held strong suspicions contained a dragon, was enough to pull the girl out of her preoccupation with wanting to follow Amalia, to discover more about her.
But she couldn't stay in Stormbreak for long, not when she had come so close, not when Amalia was still out there. She had to know more, had to see what the world outside of Stormbreak was like for that branch of Chandrakants - but perhaps most pertinent in her mind, was her desire to know her cousin.
So to the Grounds she turned her compass, and to the Bakery she wandered, having picked up enough from the locals to know where to look now. Above, Dramyrth cooed away, picking up on his bondmate's mix of anxiety and excitement, doing his best to support her, even if he was unsure why the whole adventure was so important to her. But, it was important to her, and so it was important to him. So with his lofty vantage in the skies above, he helped direct her steps, that she might come to the door and gently knock. The hour was late, but the girl was hoping to catch her cousin alone, feeling that whatever might unfold between them was better done privately.
"Hello? Amalia? It's…" she realised she never did get to give her own name in the chaos of the Sea of Glass. "Amaris. Amaris Chandrakant."
But she couldn't stay in Stormbreak for long, not when she had come so close, not when Amalia was still out there. She had to know more, had to see what the world outside of Stormbreak was like for that branch of Chandrakants - but perhaps most pertinent in her mind, was her desire to know her cousin.
So to the Grounds she turned her compass, and to the Bakery she wandered, having picked up enough from the locals to know where to look now. Above, Dramyrth cooed away, picking up on his bondmate's mix of anxiety and excitement, doing his best to support her, even if he was unsure why the whole adventure was so important to her. But, it was important to her, and so it was important to him. So with his lofty vantage in the skies above, he helped direct her steps, that she might come to the door and gently knock. The hour was late, but the girl was hoping to catch her cousin alone, feeling that whatever might unfold between them was better done privately.
"Hello? Amalia? It's…" she realised she never did get to give her own name in the chaos of the Sea of Glass. "Amaris. Amaris Chandrakant."
You may be right, you may be wrong
But say that you'll bring me along
But say that you'll bring me along
