Avedon
Elder Member
Dreamweaver
"Err. No. Valentine. My name is Valentine."
She wondered how such an old mare had even set-up this party! This was gross. All this ageing. She didn't get why mortals insisted on it. She supposed they couldn't really help themselves in the end. It was part of their nature. They didn't have to be so in-your-face with it though. They could grow gross and old in the comfort of their own homes! Wait damn, she was in someone's home.
"Why do you think I'm Sky? Aren't you like...the slightly-less-evil-than-me master-mind behind harvesting dragon-parts?"
"Err. No. Valentine. My name is Valentine."
She wondered how such an old mare had even set-up this party! This was gross. All this ageing. She didn't get why mortals insisted on it. She supposed they couldn't really help themselves in the end. It was part of their nature. They didn't have to be so in-your-face with it though. They could grow gross and old in the comfort of their own homes! Wait damn, she was in someone's home.
"Why do you think I'm Sky? Aren't you like...the slightly-less-evil-than-me master-mind behind harvesting dragon-parts?"