Paint covered little Kaze came striding in a lantern in tow and beaming. Innocent as ever, and well herself. Tri-point ears and blazing red hair. A green tank top and green pj pants. Tugging a little red wagon behind her and wearing a black scarf and well green fuzzy slippers. Glitter on her face, hardly hiding the paint on her cheeks, and well clear glossy lips. Breathing heavily she hummed lightly producing warm fog from her breath. Standing outside the waterfall she started to speak," Allo Shimarskales!?"
She couldn't help but hope that she hadn't woke someone. Dragons are not happy when woken rudely.
She couldn't help but hope that she hadn't woke someone. Dragons are not happy when woken rudely.