Hm. Lyraeth couldn’t remember ever feeling like that, but maybe...
You were awfully clingy as a weyrling, don’t judge. Jailla sent.
You had terrible fashion sense! The gold turned her attention to her daughter then, pleased to see that the green was enjoying the sands. She stretched and stood. The water will be just as nice, She promised, and headed towards the shore.
Echoes of Pern [Closed]
A Dragonriders of Pern B/C RP
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