Sawtooth Spire This city's gonna break my heart.

The girl continued forward, hot on the trail of her tiny enemy but never close enough to reach for him. It was a good start, Nyx supposed: soon her daughters would need to learn how to hunt for themselves, so she thought this to have been a good experience for Ciri.

"Good job," the tawny Ostrega announced, full of praise for her little girl as she veered her way. She welcomed her closer with warmth, reached out to mouth affectionately at the cub's cheek; her little swear word, having been highly amusing, went unpunished. "I don't think he'll be back to bother you again soon."