Dragoncrest Cliffs and nimbly, has reminded me now

sobo was the first to detach himself from the retinue of children. he lunged in his graceless puppy way for the shell's glinting surface, provoking a chuckle from his mother. it occurred to her now that she'd not had sons in her den since the first year, of scarab and reyes nursing between herself and rosalyn.
the thorn in her side, that one; she had not expected anything of nature but it had still seemed unfair to disallow the wives from sharing another brood. illogical, irrational.
erzulie shook it away.
"eske se vre?" she asked, dipping her muzzle near him with a grin. "que les garçons sont chaotiques?"
she placed her paw behind the gift, meaning to steady it as sobo explored.