Dragoncrest Cliffs all that my heart longs for,

he endured the soft rumple of his ears in silence, pulling his gaze from the star-littered heavens to the earth, where they remained.

he hoped forever -- but grief had a way of putting things into a perspective ugly and unkind. one day, his maman would be lonely too.

one day, it would be his turn to be pulled to the heavens in dark and lonely orbit.

against his wishes, val's ears perked involuntarily as erzulie spoke. of course he was too old for a treatie! he wished to speak this, indignant -- but the childish part of him won over, as it often did. "no. only if you aren't, either." he tried to bring a little levity to their sorrowful talk, hoping wherever this treatie was that there would be enough for his maman too.