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The first time Kavi laid eyes on Sizzle, she had been a Salandit. It had been his sister holding her up, a slip of hissing white and red, doing her very best while she was being cuddled in a blanket to make sure that he knew that she, while perhaps very small, was a threat. It had been love at first sight. "You didn't!" "Oh, but I did. She was one of the ones we were hatching out for the ...

Sylvangloam was a beautiful place. The shop that he walked by was new to him, or at least, the last times he had visited, he hadn't noticed that there were vendors after this particular bend in the road. There was nobody before or after her, and she'd made clear use of this perfect space to tuck herself into the town without interrupting the flow of traffic. When he'd talked with her, intent on having a light-hearted conversation, and maybe purchasing some of the various baked goods sh...