Dragoncrest Cliffs of anactoria who is not here;

but what was this place?
mireille knew its scent, for it was around them always, draped upon her mamans, brought in upon breezes from the salt water. but it was something else entirely to be alongside it!
mireille was overcome, and cowered behind rosalyn's leg as her brothers and sister alternately splashed themselves and went for the hunting of the miniscule pink thing, which had far too many arms for her liking!
"kisa li ye?" she mumbled in a childish garble, at last daring to peer out from beside her pirate mother, stepping forward to sniff delicately at the pool's edge.