den of corruption

When her sister asked her not to let Scald know, one side of her mouth quirked up in a grin, she nodded her silent agreement. She could do that for her. “'S funny though, if I hadn't tried ter force claim Dread, an' if his dad hadn't stabbed me, an' our dad hadn't sent Scald in ter try an' save me, when I didn't need savin', I dunno if I woulda thought o' leavin', or if  Scald woulda offered ter come with me. Always seemed th' sort to find his own way... I'm not upset about it.” She offered a shrug. She'd take all the bodies she could get, it wasn't like she had it in her to be a particularly hard task master.

“If yer change yer mind, yer'll always be welcome, even if it's just fer a holiday.” Her tail waved low at her back with ease. “Oh, an' if we're ever pesterin' Armada, I'll tell that cute purple girl ter come visit yer...” Hell, if she changed her mind and linked up with them later on, she could go and visit her herself.

“Speech”