Geneva’s head snapped towards Devon, who was already marching forward to her, his eyes stuck at the snowy beast. “Get away from her, Ruffles.” Devon grunted, to which ruffles paid no attention. “I said get away from her.” Devon shouted, which made Geneva whimper. Ruffles was not in a form of a snowy fur ball but he was in a dragon form, his silver body was on the ground, grey nose was being patted by Geneva, and giant silver wings were wrapped around her. “Devin, stop shouting. And Don’t all him ruffles. Call him Ocean else he won’t listen to you.” Geneva huffed. Ocean was brushing his head on Geneva’s arm. Devon regrettably looked away from Ocean, and stared at Geneva. She had dark circles, her skin seemed dried up, and her voice waivered when she tried to shout at Devon. “This beast take
