“Mmm” she said “well,” she said “I just came to check on you”
Sandstorm turned around to greet his mother. "Oh, hi, Mother. School's been going fine so far. I've made a friend already, her name is Quickbeat." [i Well, maybe I've actually run into one of my cousins,] his mind said.
“My son” said a voice behind him “how’s school?” She asked, as QuickBeat smiled fairly
"Let's just pretend like nothing ever happened while my mom's here, okay?" he said, putting on a rather convincing smile.
“She’d sell you for one snail” she said “and she’s coming down the hall”
"She would [i what?]" he said, shivering. [i The fact that that's one of or the most probable future scares me,] his mind went on.
“Well” she sis,d closing her eyes “I see a future. She’s scrawny, dirty, would sell you to get a snail”
"My mother's nice, maybe she's here to give me something?" he wondered.
“Not for you” she said, her mind flashing “becusse I see your mothers mind approaching”
"Well, you learn something new every day," he said, his mind finishing, [i It's oddly comforting to have family you didn't even know about before.]
“It does” she said “moonwatcher is related to darkstalker, and so am I”
"I guess it works?" he asked himself. [i Does that mean we're related, or?] he mentally asked himself.
“Black doesn’t make brown” she murmrued “it makes black”
"Well, for one thing, it would only make sense, two, it would explain how this abnormal amount of brown-black scales got on me when my parents have next to nothing."
“How do you know?” She asked “do you mean like... you’re part nightwing?”
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