Jason had spent hours teaching her how to hop like a rabbit and hiss like a snake. How else are you going to have enough energy for me to teach you how to sit up properly and cross your paws like a lady?” Each of his goslings had a favourite game, and Cass enjoyed playing pretend the most. But when Cass straight up magics her idea of Kori-big, gentle, sick-sick-dying-always-dying-he gets hit with six different shades of a migraine. Simple thoughts, yeah, Jason’s brain knows how to deal with. “Let me-Oh? Not you? Kori?” Jesus wept, but this is strange. “Of course you’re hungry,” he says, amused. She answers back, the lamb, by sending a stranger impression of relief, sprinkled with gratitude, and. Then, after the sort-of-question becomes confused, he softens the thought into a feeling of welcome. Hey, bug, he thinks at the hesitating concept of a question floating in the forefront of his awareness. He’s fed them his blood, hasn’t he? You don’t feed dragons blood and expect healthy boundaries or a robust sense of personal space.

His tolerance for wacky shit is built right up to the heavens his dragon daughter talking to him in his head doesn’t even rate particularly high. That said, it does come in useful here and there. Jason doesn’t often feel any which way about his life and how it could have been faithfully described as twisted nightmare of chaos and whimsy. ← Previous Work Part 7 of Set in ASOIAF/GOTĪ collection to keep my faves I'm following, Ashes' Library, ghoulhag approved Stats: Published: Updated: Words: 27,178 Chapters: 9/? Comments: 355 Kudos: 818 Bookmarks: 282 Hits: 10,517 And Bats never saw a living breathing thing they couldn't adopt.The Doom of Valyria (A Song of Ice and Fire).A Song of Ice and Fire & Related Fandoms.

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