Thread:Roleplayy/@comment-35882347-20190713193816/@comment-39024013-20190728002834

Jackrabbit felt like a contrast in the crowd. These were normal dragons, who lived normal lives, and probably had a permenant home with two parents...and treasure.

The thought of having a glitttery shiny thing around her neck made her blood turn warm. And why not now? Why not put her skills to the test once more?

She dropped into what her mother called the 'hunting crouch' but she would use it for stealing from rich Icewings than hunting. She scanned the area.