It was one of those sessions where fahrars from
the three Legions worked together. Today, they marched on patrol in
the heavy rain. One of the Iron pups was partnered with Naevia and
eyed her ability to keep the rain off the pair of them enviously.
“Man, elementalists are lucky.”
“Trust me,” Naevia
chuckled. “You wouldn't like me wet.”
“We don't like you
now.” Taunted Drub from behind her.
Naevia ignored her
fahrar mate, but grinned when her temporary partner defended her
anyway, shooting back. “You're a jerk!”
“Keep it
moving!” The Primus bellowed.
((Drub is basically a lead
bully and he is Naevia's nemesis in her fahrar.))
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