Thread:Dawndragon1828/@comment-34012245-20190319212508/@comment-32460917-20190320084004

The halls of Fireon were still as walkable as ever, even with the new, somber air that seemed to coat every inch of the tower. His shoes went clickety-clack on the floor as he jumped around.

A flash of red caught his eye. Calidi watched a teenager with a big scarf wander down the hall. He clickety-clacked over and followed him.

“Hey there, little guy.” Calidi looked up at the back of Pollo’s head. “Are you here to snoop around too?”