Despite being nothing but shrewd and pleasant, something has seemed off about Hawthorn since we met him. Then again, fifty years in isolation will do that to anyone. Most thought him dead. Mystery shrouded his excursion into the forest, and at the moment, the only five dragons who know he is still alive are in this very room deep within the jungle of Pantala.
He has been experimenting with the breath of evil for all this time, yet no major breakthrough has been made. I do not blame him, science is fascinating--yet sometimes it presents a problem that even the smartest minds are left spinning.
He seems a little distrustful of me, though I do not blame him for our tribes history. Still, I decided not to drink the tea he had offered, discreetly pouring it out the window. Just to be safe.
Time will tell if this peculiar plant holds the key to overthrow Queen Wasps tyrannical rule. Is there a way our claws can crack this code? I hope so. May Clearsight guide us, 3 Moons.
-Cricket
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