“She’s sort of like a puppy, don’t you think?” Erin whispered to Selys as the Drake scratched Mrsha behind the ears. Selys shrugged. “Gnoll cubs are pretty animal-like. And Mrsha’s young; I wouldn’t worry about it. Drake hatchlings like to bite everything they can fit their mouths around. Aren’t Human children different too?” Erin thought of screaming babies and toddlers who would eat bugs and sand and poo. She nodded. “Well…if you don’t mind, that would be great, Selys! Thanks! Then Lyonette can help me and Toren look for cool stuff.” Lyonette’s brows snapped together.
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