Ruhn whirled on Dec and Flynn. “I was gone for a day! Sunrise to sunrise! And I come back to a dragon? Where did she come from?” Dec and Flynn, the three sprites with them, pointed to Ithan. The wolf winced. Ruhn glanced back at the dragon, at the hand clutching the blanket around her. The slight hint of the brand on her wrist. He studied the sprites. “Please tell me they’re at least here legally,” Ruhn said quietly. “Nope,” Flynn said cheerfully.
