Hall of the Wyverns | Electra | Geminiea Alpha
"Okay, I'll see you there." Erin said, announcing her leave. But then, a thought crossed her mind as she grasped the doorknob. What if Drake said he was going to dress up, doesn't, and goes back to sleep? The meeting would be even further delayed! In normal circumstances, the meeting attendees: battalion leaders of the Drake's Wyverns, wouldn't really mind; although some of them would get a bit frustrated. However, today was different.
"Wait. You're trying to shoo me away just so you can get some sleep again, aren't you?" Erin accused Drake with a half playful, half serious face. "No, I'm going to let you do that. I'm going to stand right here and watch you change so that I'm SURE you won't be distracted back to sleep."






