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Steve
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Our dragons fly, not swim,” Enkle said. “It wouldn’t make sense to give them both the same name. You should know that, given the little dragon you carry.” He held a finger out toward Steve.
Catlike, or more accurately, dragon-like, Steve sniffed it and then let out a puff of smoke.
Calisa stared at Steve. “Little dragon.” In retrospect, it was obvious. She’d just been too busy and too distracted to properly think it through. “Okay, that tracks.” To Jack, she said, “Told you Draco fit him.”
Jack
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― The Faraway Inn
― The Faraway Inn
