Even Buffalo knows this one, and he interjects because even though it will annoy Ballyhoo. "The Lightweaver," he says.
Ballyhoo sighs dramatically, her moment of glory stolen from her. "We're from the Sunbeam Ruins," she says, making herself feel a little better by adding that detail. She frowns, confused. "How can a realm not belong to anyone? Who made the dragons there, then?"
"Maybe it's full of outcasts," suggests Buffalo softly, thinking of all the dragons that have made their way to their own clan from other flights.
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becauseeven though it will annoy Ballyhoo. "The Lightweaver," he says.Ballyhoo sighs dramatically, her moment of glory stolen from her. "We're from the Sunbeam Ruins," she says, making herself feel a little better by adding that detail. She frowns, confused. "How can a realm not belong to anyone? Who made the dragons there, then?"
"Maybe it's full of outcasts," suggests Buffalo softly, thinking of all the dragons that have made their way to their own clan from other flights.