A soft female voice which sounded almost musical was heard. "I am a shapeshifter, and my name is Holly. What is yours?" Her head glanced in the direction of the voice waiting for what ever being it came from to come into line of sight. Though the shapeshifter had no quarrel with dragons. It was wise to be on the safe side all the same so she readied her muscles just in case she had to flee.



We are the masters of secrecy an wisdome-catclaw

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