SHE RAN DOWN THE FOREST SLOPE — mara — westeros — she/her — tags
The orange dragon shrugged at her sister's voice in her head. She could think of a few reasons why getting to know her clanmates could be beneficial, but she could see why Lida might think it to be a nuisance. 'If Father ever wants us to kill one of these people, we'll know their weakness. Besides, having allies never hurt anyone.' Mara replied to her sister through their bond. The dragon unconsciously licked her lips as she peered around the camp, imagining sinking her teeth into a still-warm corpse.