[Realm: Álfheimr]
[Location: Quadling Country]
Puck tilted her tiny head to the side, her small expression narrowing in thought as she drifted along beside Grimm, clearly trying to piece something together. After a moment, she spoke, her voice carrying curiosity and the tone of someone working through a puzzle aloud.
"If that dragon I mentioned was really your lieutenant," she asked slowly, watching him with interest, "then why would she transform like that in the first place? I mean—was there a reason she'd suddenly shift into a dragon instead of staying in whatever form she normally travels in?"
