Detour
Drakonia, the dragoness, was sprawled out lazily by the campfire, a contented grin plastered across her face. She rolled over lazily, reaching out for the raw meat lying on the ground."Snap!" Her hand received a firm smack from a tree branch."No raw meat for you!" Lynn Piaoye, the tree elf, scolded, her words mingling with the crackle of the fire, echoing in Drakonia's ears."Why bother with all the hassle..." Drakonia meant to say more but opted to keep quiet. She knew Lynn had gone out of her way to hunt down two direwolves for her. With no room to complain, Drakonia stifled her growling stomach, sat up, and looked to Shira, the black panther, tearing into raw meat nearby."Hey, big cat, toss some my way," the undignified little red dragon pleaded with the black panther."...," The black panther paused in her chewing, smiling at Drakonia, a hint of fear in her eyes as she grabbed the meat and retreated
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