Now that he had so many people and creatures to work with, Fay just needed to organize them.
It was a task that felt beyond him.
He was only a twelve-year-old boy, and while his role often required him to act more mature than his age, he was still at a loss for how to manage so many people.
Horin, however, understood, she was still around as she looked at the boy's expression. He looked some what lost making her take a few steps towards him.
She was barely older than him, but she had stood beside her father when he made some of the hardest choices as the leader of the Ravari village.
"Fay, relax. We can handle things until my father comes or until your dragon decides what needs to be done.
