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"As if," Ivy snorted then frowned. "Well I ... don't really know anything different. My whole clutched was dragon-napped." She tried to smile, but it didn't reach her eyes. She couldn't really look at the little dragon, but she figured... if she wanted them to get close she'd need to honest and open. "My carrier died trying to protect us. I think. Last time I saw her she was pretty hurt, but I was pretty young. Just a cub really. Maybe she just sold fast or something." Ivy couldn't picture that her mother had left or escaped without them. Ivy was sure she was dead or otherwise incapacitated. "So I grew up here," she shrugged finally looking back at him. "It's not so bad. The canopies amazing," she grinned. Then trying to lighten the mood she knocked the little dragon back and jump up to one of the higher branches. "Race you," she shrieked sticking her tongue out before she scrambled up the trees. Once she was a little out of sight though she stopped and glanced down. Giving the sexy thing a chance to catch up.