Thirsty (Loot Sisters #8)

The sun overhead is an unwelcome furnace when the Dragonriders find us with Aries at the fore. I’m too thirsty to care. His blue eyes remind me of water.

“Maya.” Aries’s teeth flash white in a rust-brown face. He’s misread my longing stare.

“Commander Drakos, is it?” Felicia beams, somehow remaining mounted as her unicorn repeatedly tries to bite Aries’s robust companions.

“Aye. You must be Maya’s friends.”

Rach cocks an eyebrow. “She told you about us, did she?”

I sigh, catching sight of something wraith-like from the corner of my eye. “Let’s save the pleasantries; we’re being flanked.”

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The 8th installment in my dungeon crawler story, which I’ve decided to title Loot Sisters! Written for The Prediction. This week’s challenge words were robust, rust, and wraith.

Previous episodes in order include Dungeon Crawl (1), A Matter of Trust (2), Thank You, Erd (3), Questing for Quests (4), To Hunt for Loot (5), Divining a Direction (6), and It’s Safer to Rent a Unicorn (7)