you are the last dragon

[Laurel Booth]

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Though he couldn't remember the last time he had been led anywhere by someone else and by his hand, there was something almost familiar about the brief excitement that flared up in his eyes when she pulled him right along out of the store and halfway down the street before settling into a pace that didn't require as much effort. For the most part, he remained quiet as he peered into the windows as they wandered by them, scanning them almost for something entirely different than she was; for something good and something useful to perhaps come and retrieve another time later. Asanotohl's jubilant demeanour seemed to radiate off of the windows every time she peered in with that determined bi-coloured gaze, though he almost wondered if she could see through the grime on the windows better than he could.



So he simply watched for signs. Most stores had a sign, didn't they?

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