Recent content by Aster Sayre

Her head turned, enough that she could catch the one talking with a side glance. Her lips parted, as if to say something, but her expression spoke for her. "Cockatrice? I am not being carted like goods, Tamer." And a cockatrice was not going to keep up with where she planned to go. It would be...

"An expedition?" The incredulity used was a loud and solid no without being said. Aster's mother quirked a brow at her daughter from across the long table set for a formal morning meal to break their fasts. In turn, Aster lifted her chin and met her mother's gaze unwaveringly. "For only two...