Peaches hugged the side of the half-timber houses close. Their jetties over her head, and sheesh, being a tall elf girl did come with problems, even Roo didn’t care to hear about them, since sneaking forward while ducking every so slightly so much, but Peaches agreed to go ahead of Ruby.
Use her witch’s foresense to see if it could track down the other dragon elves.
With her stilettos and the cobble ground, not making a sound was harder than it should be, but alicorn heels only could be fashioned in long sizes, and there was no chance she’d go without those sly daggers on her feet.
She could scent so much lingering human and more than a few roaming roosters and their hens. The rooster roamed as much as they were before, all eager to challenge any stray cat that dared defy its birdy authority that they could give Roo’s first father lesson on stupid macho.
All these hills didn’t help. Not at all. Never mind Roo and his bizarre childish obsession with breasts and the countless quips he came up with about them and these hills and girl parts.
She couldn’t hope to see too far ahead. Not even to the next corner sometimes.
Forget the next block.
The dragon elves could of landed anywhere. Creeping through the whole town … the whole point of drawing in dragon elves was to make the invasion hard to stop by only one exorcist. A couple more wouldn’t make the difference, but …
Hmmmm …
All the shutters were shut tight? If the villagers were rushed into the sacred grounds, then plenty of the windows would be left hanging open.
Never mind there wasn’t a single strangler wondering around to steal a few trinkets here and there.
Not even a sound from anyone.
Even a rooster cawing out its brain.
A rooster popped out of an alley. It even marched out in front of her. As if she defied its birdy authority, it spread its wing and seemed to huffed smelly at her.
A few of its hens followed. Pecking at the cobble.
That’s when a zing shot up her spine.
Freezing it.
The dragon elves were here. Watching. Waiting to ambush her.
Peaches almost giggled. Almost. She was too tasty to pass up. Maybe she should nudge Roo to call her Bait more often. How many times did their childhood pranks rely on her going elf girl bait?
Sheesh. She was stupid to do that so often but here she was doing it again.
While Roo was out flirting with another girl.
A dragon elf girl, no less.
Peaches would kill these dragon elves, and then kill Fleur nice and slowly.