"Destiny, stop! You're going to hurt yourself," I sigh as I lift my three-year-old pup off of the pile of boxes that contain the rest of her playhouse materials. With Ariven off on patrol and Lizaria on her first vacation in thousands of years, I am left alone to build the gift Mika and Lace sent for my pup's birthday, as the two went off to help spy on Alexander for Crystalline and I. A war is brewing, but today, I just want to enjoy the warm weather with my pup.
"Gem, do you need help?" My mother walks outside carrying a tray with lemonade and finger sandwiches, placing them on the small café table with my father following behind her, arms full of food ready to be grilled.
"If you don't mind, could you hold Destiny while I put this wooden playhouse together?" I ask, seeing my mot
