Thread:Nimarfira/@comment-39487125-20191220194518/@comment-35042251-20191227225951

Oh my freaking gods, my heart. Wind Weaver thought, overwhelmed by the pseudodragon’s adorableness. She was now stroking the amethyst pseudodragon’s back while still keeping a close eye on the man. ''Sunshine, would you mind me calling you Amethyst? While your name is lovely, it’s a bit long to say.'' She telepathically asked, smiling apologetically.