Yòu Lín's face lit up like the sun coming out from behind clouds.
"Really?"
"Really. Someone has to make sure you don't climb any more trees and fall out of them."
"I don't fall! I strategically descend!"
"You fell into a river."
"THAT WAS ONE TIME---"
Glimmer laughed, and it was the first real laugh Bai Yue had heard from her since before the temple. She ruffled Yòu Lín's orange hair, and the fox kit leaned into the touch, his tail wagging furiously behind him.
Cāng Jì cleared his throat.
"If the emotional display is finished," he said, though his ears were slightly pink, "I have refugees to transport."
Cāng Jì launched into the sky. Bai Yue watched him go, then turned to Glimmer. The young dragon had shifted back to her smaller form and was now being aggressively hugged by Yòu Lín, who had wrapped himself around her arm like a furry barnacle.
"You did the right thing," Bai Yue said quietly.
