Page 111 of Mikoto and the Reaver Village
The moth clansman inclined his head. “They require thepollen of certain trees for nourishment, and we are one of the few secure areascapable of accommodating them. The Alpenglow herd welcomed a clutch of eggs. Asbest we can tell, one hatched before all the necessary wards were in place.Salali is quite put out.”
Glint chuckled. “No harm done.”
“Yet! They are an undisclosed species,” snapped Priska. “Wecannot let the girl walk about camp with a wind dragon.”
“True.” Glint pointed. “Zisa can look after her pet whileshe attends to her courses.”
“And when summer ends?” The blue-haired female wasn’tbacking down.
Yulin calmly said, “Stately House’s application for a Scatteringis on file, and a rudimentary support system is already in place. Theirenclave’s approval is inevitable. Rifflet is a foretaste of things to come.”
Timur chuckled. “Trust me, Argent will want as many breedingpairs as you can spare.”
“That’s probably not going to happen.” Sinder looked to Priska.“You don’t have any, do you?”
“No.” Priska folded her arms over her chest and said nomore.
“Where do little Rifflets come from, then?” Timur asked.
“It’s true then?” Sinder asked.
Priska’s mouth thinned.
“Oh, fine. Be that way. As improbable as this may sound,wind dragons are crossers. It’s one of the reasons their population fell off. Orso the stories say.” Sinder cleared his throat. “If it’s true, it’s good news. Andan enormous secret.”
One by one, everyone in the room made the hand sign forsecrecy.
Sinder said, “The mothers are true dragons. Either wild onesor dragon Kith. That’s why they look like they belong to our clan.”
“And the sires?” prompted Glint.
“Imps.” Sinder shook his head in wonderment. “Take your pickof any of the sky clans, but most especially the wind.”
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No More
“Where is Radiance?” asked Lilya. She’d been hoping tosecure a future invitation for Kyrie, but Glint’s bondmate didn’t seem to behome.
“Lady Starmark is seeing to a family matter,” said Yulin. “Wouldyou like me to pass along a message?”
Lilya hesitated. “It can wait until next time. Unless Iwould be intruding.”
Yulin turned to stare at Glint, who started guiltily. “Youare always welcome, Angel,” he said, reinforcing his invitation with his wholeposture.
“Her name is Lilya,” said Yulin.
“I am aware. Now,” grumbled Glint. “Does my nickname offend,Miss Lilya?”
She took a receptive stance. “How could I be anything butcomplimented?”
He crossed to kneel before her. “Can we remain friends,Angel?”
“That depends.”
Silver eyes creased at the corners, hinting at a smile.“Upon?”
“How many of the packets over there are meant for me?”
