Thread:ArwenoftheSunland/@comment-27824390-20170411225044/@comment-28247510-20170415024210

Suddenly, a large, old female dragon with a strange mix of brown, grey and white scales barreled out from the rug, nearly tearing it off of the wall with her momentum. "Oh, Sleet, it's you! Oh, it'sbeensolongandyou'resotallandyou'vegrownsomuch I'm so happy to see you! Ooh, youbroughtsomeonewithyoudoyouhaveamatealready? I wanttomeetALLofyourdragonetsbecaysethey'llbeSOOCUTTEEjustlikeyouwere!OhIrememberwhenyouwerelittleandyouwouldalways-"

Sleet cleared his throat, getting her attention, though it helped that the old dragon needed to stop to breath. "She is NOT my mate. You still have those healing stones, right?" Beluga nodded happily, her large ears flapping as her head went up and down. "Come on in, dear, make yourselves at home! I've got polenty to eat, oh you must be so hungry! And so cold out there!- well, at least you must be, Sleet's friend, because he never seems to be cold-" As she disappeared back into the building and got farther away, the old dragoness's voice faded away too, though she talked for so long and so fast it was hard to keep track in the first place.

Sleet snorted, and trotted inside after her, shoving past the rug. There was another rug-door behind that one, and he went through there as well- faced immediately by a wave of warmth. He never had found out how Beluga managed to keep it so warm in here, though he figured it must have something to do with the large fire she always kept going there that never seemed to need wood, and the odd way her home was built.

(say hi to sleet's momma beluga ;) not actually his mother, kind of like an honorary adopted parent cx)

(should I bring her into the actual fallout of pyrrhia roleplay I like her cx)