Dragoncrest Cliffs sediment dredged from the river of hate

since his failed assault upon the last wolf he had seen, shardul traveled to the coast. he had lost timber, regipre -- while the beast was by nature and want a solitary beast, he missed the company of those carefully chosen companions. hunger gnawed at his belly -- the argent cat had not eaten in some time, driven by the thirst for blood, by madness.

presently he mounted the deep cliffs and began to cast about for nesting murres and their delicate-shelled eggs.