“He just fell from those clouds. How is he still alive?”
“He is a Suanni.”
I blinked. According to Chinese myths, the dragon had nine sons, each with a different creature. Suanni was the hybrid of a lion and the dragon, a being of fire and the closest thing to a dragon we had.
“Julie. He’s been to the house. Why didn’t you tell me?”
She waved her hands. “It didn’t come up.”
“What do you mean, it didn’t come up? The next time you bring a half-dragon to the house, I want to know about it. That’s the kind of essential information I should have.”
“He’s just a guy I go to school with. We don’t make a big deal about it.”