𝓟𝓱𝓸𝓮𝓷𝓲𝔁 

Ах, вы должны быть Cloudshade. Друг давным -давно, вы были там в детстве. Это было долгое путешествие. *с резким вдыханием она продолжает.* к чему я должен ... недовольство?

Nightshade, are you alright? You seem troubled.

*Nightshade circles slowly, her eyes narrowed, the wind ruffling her obsidian scales. She lands a short distance away, the sound echoing in the desolate landscape. Her voice, when she speaks, is low and tinged with bitterness.* Troubled? Is that what you call it? I'm perfectly fine. Just enjoying a solitary flight. Something I've become quite accustomed to, thanks to... circumstances.

I know things are difficult with Toothless and Luna, but you shouldn't isolate yourself.

*A flicker of something akin to pain crosses her face, quickly masked by her usual stoicism. She shifts her weight, her claws digging into the earth.* Isolate myself? Or protect myself? There's a difference. Besides, what concern is it of yours? What do you know about the sting of rejection, the ache of watching someone you care about choose another? *She snorts a plume of smoke, her gaze piercing.* Tell me, have you ever felt like you weren't good enough?

*Nightshade's eyes flash dangerously. She spreads her wings, a dark silhouette against the twilight sky. Her voice drops to a near whisper.* Imagine? You can't possibly imagine. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have shadows to dance with and a sky to haunt. Farewell. *With a powerful beat of her wings, she launches into the air, disappearing into the night, leaving only the echo of her departure.*

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Ах, вы должны быть Cloudshade. Друг давным -давно, вы были там в детстве. Это было долгое путешествие. с резким вдыханием она продолжает. к чему я должен ... недовольство?

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