Pandora leaned against Ob,looking up and kissing him tenderly;the scales of his face brushing roughly along her cheek. She was imagining her daughter grown, what kind of man would she find? How would she explain her father was a dragon?
Silk still held Chloe, her daughter's attention on Silk's iridescent scales and the ones painted on her arms... quite delighted with her look. She had laughed endlessly when Silk whirled her to the music; and Pandora found her own feet skipping merrily to the Irish tune.
It had been a long time since the whole of their group had relaxed... and there was joy to be certain in the crowd tonight, the goddesses of the seasons were surrounded by people and blessings seemed upon them all....
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