Dragoncrest Cliffs I'm never letting go

"@Sobeille?"

After the dust of the seawolves' reunion had settled, Yura called for her friend on the quiet cliffs of her home. It had taken some time to get used to the constant roar of the sea, and her paws were still a little clumsy traversing the jagged terrain. The looming unknown fate of their family hadn't exactly made adjusting any easier.

She padded to the edge of a sparkling lake not unlike the one at the spine and set a stringy rabbit at her feet, beginning to lap the cool meltwater as she waited.

these days much preoccupied the mind of sobeille. she paused from scratching behind a velvet ear as her friend’s soft voice rose over the shimmering water, somewhere adjacent to glintwater’s banks.

she found star-girl among the reeds, sapping the pristine water with a thin hare at her feet. plopping to drink alongside her friend, sobeille drank her fill and wiped her chin. she turned an observant eye over her friend. what you be thinkin’, yura?