The Mute Luna
Mist was the youngest of the three, Emerson being fourteen, Mya thirteen and Mist, twelve.
"Hi, Mimi", Jefferson kissed the white dragon's head and the little girl giggled. "Happy birthday".
"Thanks", they thanked their dragon cousins and Jameson held out his drink. Mist took the initiative and gently blew on the drink, icing the beer. Her eyes widened when she saw Emerson and proceeded to skip off. "No drinking!", the oldest dragon child yelled after his little sister.
Jefferson pulled Ryoko close to him by her shoulders and smirked down at her. "A little birdie told me someone has a boyfriend".
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