When she arrived there, clouds and rain wreathed around her body, she was greeted by a winged child. The girl was a pretty one, her wings solid gray with some blue tinging around the edges. Her claws were sharper than Irina had ever seen. The Storm Queen examined this new sight.
Her heart began to beat rapidly. A femme like a dragon. . . . She’d heard whispers of one in Beartooth’s domain. A boy. Was this Irina’s version? A child who was in her bloom of youth, an adult just barely. Prime fighting material. Her eyes locked with the newcomer’s.
“I am Queen Irina of Nightingale. Who are you?”“You may call me Estelle. My lady, I’ve heard of the coming war. I can be of much use to you. I have wings, and fire, and I can be your huntress. You name the target, I will rip them apart.” The girl’s eyes shone with excitement as she breathed a little plume of fire into the air. Irina had to laugh.
“All right, Estelle. You have a place in my pack. You shall be our air line. Welcome!” She turned to begin to walk back to her den.
"The truth takes time." Pyro, Kruam, & Kára - Nadia
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