Mar 11, 2021
Coming back from Greece should have been uneventful. The last thing he wanted to do was leave with no answers. But, he got one: curse an incurable poison, get a companion. Not the most direct problem-to-solution out there, though one he knew was good. His life revolved around nature and its harsh, rugged ways; what harm could become of the hummingbird in his stead?
Nothing, save for the poor souls that hurt it.
Viorel walked around camp with Sorin by his side per usual, but a small, flighty friend circled him and sought after flowers wherever they walked. Which led him to seeing Greyson and Kali, again. He eyed the pair as Galen decided to hover over Kali’s eyes. “She better not bite him.”
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