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"Nice to meetcha, Tal and Boreal?" Fiadh says with a toothy smile, imitating the questioning rise at the end of her sentence as if this is some kind of local accent he's sporting. Straightening up after delivering the appropriate amount (read: many) scritches to Boreal's scaled head, Fiadh puts her hands on her hips and looks around.
"It's a deal, then," she announces of her tagging along, though she'll absolutely demand payment for said deal later on down the line. Buckle up, Tal. "So what'cha need to find this dog for?" she wonders, already breezing past him to follow the prints fused into the hot rock. "Gonna get one as a pet, like your dragon?"
"It's a deal, then," she announces of her tagging along, though she'll absolutely demand payment for said deal later on down the line. Buckle up, Tal. "So what'cha need to find this dog for?" she wonders, already breezing past him to follow the prints fused into the hot rock. "Gonna get one as a pet, like your dragon?"
Fiadh
Raccoon | Red Fox | Red Kite | Boomslang | Otter | Harpy
