Dragoncrest Cliffs mindful of neither her child

a deeper golden dimpling, to hear njord speak so peaceably and gently of chacal. how could their jackal-girl think herself so forgotten? and a deeper sort of future cunning took place in her mind, for neither wife was lessening in age, and had yet to choose an heir of sorts. while sapphique was not the stuff of royalty, and while leadership must be earned rather than given, she could not consider their cliffside under sole domination of a man. it would not do.
"sing wid her, njord. i would rat'er like dat. she has not told me her t'oughts on de little ones, but chacal t'inks a while before she be sayin' what's in her mind."