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Narrowleaf transformed into his small ink dragon. "C'mon. Let's get out of their way." He said, picking up Brisk. "Sorry 'bout the ink."
"Wh-what's goin'on over there?!" Narrowleaf cried, pointing to Flitter.
"Like I said, it's fine." Narrowleaf said. "There are a lot of things I can't do."
"Hey.. It's fine. Don't worry." Narrowleaf replied. "If you can't do something, just say so, Brisk."
"I'll still feel horrible, but if you can't do it, I'll just have to deal with it."
Narrowleaf sighed. "Fine. I'll just deal with this, seeing as you won't do it."
"I... I've taken a lot from you, physically. And I... I want you to bite me. Or something. I feel... Awful." He replied.
"Brisk.. Can you go back? There's something serious I what to talk about." Narrowleaf said.
"N-No..." Narrowleaf replied, clearly lying.
"It's not my fault I'm scared of changelings! ..And mares. ..And clowns..." He said, in defence.
Narrowleaf transformed into his own body. "Y-yeah... Or this body is that of a gross, disgusting chan-" He caught himself. "You know I love you,...
"Am I what, dear?" He asked back.
Narrowleaf leapt out from Brisk an into the wolf. After a few seconds of silence he said something. "The head's just gonna fall off..."
"I meant eat him, but oh well. Narrowleaf said, sighing. "I'm gonna miss this."
Narrowleaf went back inside. "You did great. You gonna finish him?" He asked.
Narrowleaf's near invisible head phased through Brisk's side. "How can you hear me?" He asked.
"I can hear your heartbeat again. You're fine." Narrowleaf said, carefully listening.
Narrowleaf flew to her, then went inside. "I don't want to miss this." He said to Brisk.
"Only if you can, Brisk." Narrowleaf replied.
Narrowleaf did a loop in the air. "I don't need wings..."
