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6514: Rebecca

Randolph awoke in the middle of the night to find Rebecca gone. Normally, that wouldn’t have alarmed him. Him and his clutchmates were closer than their cousin Saika’s feathers, but they all needed their space from time to time, though Roxanne was more prone to it than the elder two. But Rebecca hadn’t wandered off for a rambling walk in the woods lining their territory, she’d gone out, alone, into the depths of the Atlantian jungle. And Rebecca...

“I hate this place so much.” Randolph glared at Rebecca, willing himself to not snap at her. “You were the one who wanted to come here in the first place, remember?” They were, of course, talking about Atlantis. “That was because this is where Papa and Aunt Fainel were going,” she said, rolling her eyes. “It was mysterious! Enigmatic!” Randolph was surprised she knew words that big. “But ...

“Are we almost there, Papa?” Roxanne and her two siblings, Randolph and Rebecca, had been following their papa on the longest walk of their lives. Granted, they’d never really gone on a walk before. But still, it felt like even as the landscape changed around them from ragged rocks to river flats to sprawling savanna, Kyrien always had a different destination in mind. For three newly-mobile hatchlings, it was infuriating and exhausting. “We’ll...