Dragoncrest Cliffs The Sea Spared Me

Sobo's approach was more frantic than his sister's, and more considerate, if he did say so himself. He scamped from the woods, passing Haunt along the way and giving her a wide berth but a very, very shy smile, but he was in a hurry and wasn't prepared to grapple with his nerves just now to even attempt to say hi.

Mireille appeared to take no notice of Njord's condition, prattling on about nonsense instead like a proper ti larenn, but it was the first thing Sobo saw when he drew close.

Father! Ahoy! he greeted boyishly, sidestepping around Mireille. Sobo was sorely tempted to sniff the bundle Njord carried with him, but the boy moved to his father's side instead, red tail swinging in time with the identical one Njord wore. What hurt you? he asked, reaching forward to gingerly touch a soothing tongue to the nearest scrape.