Zirri crawled from behind Yakir and looked into his frozen, glowing, green eyes. There was rage shining through them for sure but under all that was something she had never seen in her dragon. Fear. And she had put it there. He had genuinely been scared for her. She had been reckless again and Yakir had suffered because of it and somehow that made her feel worse than leaving the dragoness to die minutes earlier. Her dragon was hurt by her actions and for some reason that mattered to her. “I don’t know what I am supposed to do about this Reese. Everything I do, big or small, seems to cause issues for Yakir. How could his dragon choose me when all I cause for him is trouble.” she said as she stroked Yakir’s cheek. “And why do I care so much about his feelings?” she said softly to herself.
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