[private] could not hold me back

[Mazikeen]

A pleasant hum rumbles through Mazikeen when the scent of burning skin and feathers reaches her. Would Gale smell like that if she were to light him on fire? It is an experiment worth exploring if he ever returns from Tephra. Or her fuse grows short enough that she goes to seek him out there. She does not know of his history with the volcano, but she is imagining something similar all the same. Her slit pupils dilate with the pleasure this scent - and these thoughts - bring her but she is quick to scowl again when Nashua continues to talk. Mazikeen does not have the patience to explain that memory to him, and she wishes he could just see how it had actually played out. Gale had only shown him such a small piece - erasing the playful game that had come before and the conversation that had come afterwards. So she ignores this question so she does not have to repeat herself - she had already told him the truth once. Another snarl works its way up her throat at Nashua’s answer to her own question - her barbed dragon’s tail flicking behind her like a cat’s. “My trust in your family is wearing a little thin.” He had every reason to want to get her out of here as fast as possible, so this answer does not surprise her. “I will search this forest for her, with or without you. And if Sickle truly isn’t here I will go back and deal with that golden bird.” The dragon’s teeth curl back into a cruel smile that is filled with a growl. She’d left Aela with a promise and she intended to keep it. Mazikeen has had enough of being jerked around by this family. m a z i k e e n .