Crag frowned, "I wouldn't want to fight her. Friends shouldn't fight."
"We are not friends. I just want to know where you come from, why you want us and what Fren's Sire wants with you?"
Crag dropped to the floor with her legs crossed. "Well, its quite a long story."
"We have time." Celenia slowly sat on the floor.
"I am Fren's Fledgling. She brought me up without anyone else ever knowing. Fren and I had a special connection, as all Sire's and their Fledglings do. You hadn't discovered yours yet, so you wont know what it is like." Celenia scowled and Trent sat down between the two of them, keeping an eye on Celenia.
"Anyway, I have been stalking Fren's Sire for the last few months ever since she told me to watch him closely."
"Why did she do that?" asked Trent.
"She knew he considered himself her master and she was worried he would try to pull a fast one on her. She had her own plan, you see."
There was a small noise outside the appartment, and Trent pushed Crag back into a wardrobe.
"Who's there?" shouted Trent.
The door burst open. Crag drew in a deep breath, she knew who it was and she prayed he wouldn't find her.
~SishBee~
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