sifa rukt'in

Sifa was not a very competitive person, as Fweiu understood it. Not usually. Competition meant making an effort, and Sifa was, for lack of a better word, lazy. Embarrassingly lazy. But if you put him in front of a chessboard, you could see another side of him, cold and calculating. He made the...

The day was cool and cloudy enough that Fweiu felt comfortable flying in her dragon form. She found Sifa in the woods. He was sleeping, but at least he was in dragon form this time. There weren't a lot of better places for a dragon of their size to sleep. Fweiu wasn't going to waste a lot of...

Sifa had a personal brand of laziness that he had exhibited at almost all times. This laziness was about as integral to him as a sense of humor to a human and he had exhibited it ever since birth. Everything he did for 143 years had been tinged with the laziness of his actions, and as a result...