Tara McGreevy

“Going for blood today, are we, Violence?"
"My name is Violet."
"I think my version fits you better.”
― Rebecca Yarros, Fourth Wing

“Stay close to the wingleader until we return,” Tairn orders. Surely he meant to say squad leader.”
― Rebecca Yarros, Fourth Wing

“Tell him if he harms you, I'll scorch the ground where he stands.'

'Oh, for fuck's sake, Tairn.' I roll my eyes and walk to Dain, whose jaw is locked, but his eyes are wide with apprehension.

'Tell him, or I'll take it up with Cath.'

'Tairn says if you harm me, he'll burn you,' I say as dragons to the left and right launch skyward without their riders, headed back to the Vale. But not Tairn. Nope, he's still standing behind me like an overprotective dad.

'I'm not going to harm you, ' Dain snaps.

'Word for word, Silver One.'

I blow a breath out slowly. 'Sorry, he actually said, if you harm me, he'll scorch the ground where you stand.' I turn and look over my shoulder. 'Better?'

Tairn blinks.

Dain keeps his eyes on me, but I see it there, the swirling anger Tairn warned me about. 'I would rather die than harm you, and you know it.”
― Rebecca Yarros, Fourth Wing

“so as of this moment, I’m taking over.”
“Taking over what?”
“Everything when it comes to you.”
― Rebecca Yarros, Fourth Wing