Silvertip Mountain carpathia

lasher smiled. fitzdutiful was not only kind, he displayed an insightful sort of quiet intelligence that intrigued the ecru beta's mind. "i have heard of such things as well. i think it is a wonderful way to expand the mind." of course, such things must be heavily regulated, and the conflict with the caldera resolved before he felt dante would entertain such notions.

"mason and june," lasher repeated gently, plume swaying at his hips. "a son and a daughter? blue willow, our beta female and healer, and myself have three; eilidh, our daughter, constantine, and casmir, our sons." so fast had they grown; their spry and maturing forms had the earthen servant contemplating the coming years.