Dragoncrest Cliffs Can't stop myself falling

Tomorrow they would depart. He had made his requisite farewells--all but one. One he'd put off for quite some time, but could no longer avoid.

Verx made his way down to the beach, nodding to @Bobby standing sentinel before exiting the mouth of the cave. He chuffed to the small, lithe form on the sand, approaching at a slow, steady pace. He loomed over Ephraim, allowing the coywolf a moment to gather his thoughts and to recover, presumably, from the shock of seeing Vercingetorix's throat a mess.

You were right, he croaked, mouth pulled tight in a frown. As much as it pains me to say it, you were right about Rusalka. We should have gotten rid of them, but we didn't. Verx lifted his chin, exposing his neck further, wondering how much Ephraim knew. And so Aure and I are leaving tomorrow. His eyes were gimlet upon the young man as he fell silent again, waiting for the "told you so."