"Well, that could only mean one thing," he said, "my grandfather is Qibli."
“Yes..” she hissed “maroon said so in his thoughts”
He froze where he was. "Really? [i The] Moonwatcher?" he asked her, his jaw dropped.
She slowly started drifting,a,Nd searched through the minds of everyone “one was callled.... Moonwatcher”
"If I could find out who my grandparents were, than that would be the last piece," he said, starting to space out.
“I really doubt it” she said, responding to his thoughts
"Yeah, probably," he said, his mind drifting back to those possibilities that they were related.
“I was just talking to you about it” he said “or he knows her”
"Well, thanks for clarifying, but how did he still know about Pine?"
“He’s not a nightiwng” QuickBeat yanwed “he’s part leafwing”
"What did he mean by he's not- oh," he had the realization the he must have been a hybrid.
“I was” he said “I’m not pine. Goodbye” he sid, slithering way
"Oh," he said, deflating a bit, "My name is Sandstorm, if you were wondering."
“I’m flicking my tail because I’m bored. You’re doing a crappy imitation”
"Well, you're doing the same thing, if you haven't noticed," he pointed out.
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