Anor lay quietly curled in his wings, sleeping only because he could no longer stay awake.
Now Nenya walks into the Tea House, He was looking quite different now, not entirely a dragon now. Or atleast she didn't look it. She wore a lose shirt and baggy pants because that was pretty much all she could get her hands on that didn't look like absolute s**t.
The towns people look up at her like it was normal. And to them it was, Nenya hung around the village like this a lot.
She asks them to leave with mental links, still unable to master there speech. She watches them leave and walks over to Anor. Sitting down next to him, she softly strokes his hair as she lets him sleep. This was something that she hadn't done before, they felt like brother and sister to each other now. She would look after him through the night.
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