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August 18 - August 23, 2023
“You can’t take them. Except for Fatespeaker, who came from you, all their parents are Talons — that’s how we got their eggs in the first place. They won’t want them to leave.” “Except Ochre,” Squid offered. “His mum won’t care. It’s a MudWing thing.”
“What are you talking about? RainWings don’t do ‘parents.’
The dark shapes were dragon heads. The heads of dragons who had been executed and mounted where everyone could see them, to remind others of the dangers of disobedience. According to the scroll, you could smell them for miles in all directions.
Oh, Starflight. Maybe you should actually do something about that crush of yours. He’d never admitted it out loud, but Glory was pretty sure he’d been hopelessly in love with Sunny his whole life. She was also pretty sure Sunny had no idea, and that she might never find out at this rate.
“My name is Deathbringer.”
“I don’t know,” Starflight said. “That’s all Morrowseer told me. That we had to pick Blister, and I should convince you all to agree to it.”
she’d seen an opportunity to use her venom and took it without thinking. Who am I, Tsunami? she scolded herself.
“Dragons are dragons, Sunny,” Glory said.
“I don’t believe anyone can be truly happy without scrolls,” Starflight said wistfully. “I haven’t seen a scroll in weeks and I’m perfectly miserable.”
“I’m a world champion at sitting on my friends.”
“Shhh,” Kinkajou said. “She’s busy.” “Could she be busy in a more . . . busy-looking way?” Glory asked.

