The Sunspire kiss me on the lips

Soon Seabreeze was there, and almost immediately a large part of Olive’s burden was lifted. The sea sprite immediately came and joined in on Olive’s anxiety circles, but Olive slowed to a halt and buried her head against the soft, argent fur that lined her soul sister’s collar. “Oh,” she moaned softly in a voice that was merely a breath. “What are we doing, here?” The sylph meant this not about Sunspire, for Rannoch was a dear and valued friend — she meant it about this mountain, where one of their babes was slain and another fell prey to a rogue feline. The earth held magic, but this… this was dark, black magic.