Dragoncrest Cliffs Fire in your new shoes

the arrival of breeding season and its consequences have largely flown by the redhead. though she'd managed to solve the riddle of who their genetic donor was (mostly because of how closely artaax resembles dio -- otherwise she'd be as oblivious as her dear brother) the finer points of reproduction remain a mystery to the nearly-yearling. 

but she's not stupid: something's up. mother was sequestered off from the boys and there's funny smells in the air, and she's curious, so of course when she spots mother near the tide she picks up her pace, tail wagging behind her. "hei!" blixen calls as she breaks into a run to catch up to her maternal look-alike, grinning.