Dragoncrest Cliffs trick or treat, smell my feet

Caracal erupted with a question that Reyes had never thought to ask, and bristled upon hearing fall from his lips, although Rosalyn answered curtly and did not seem bothered.

He passed his mother an apologetic little glance — and then Teya cut through Reyes' immediate embarrassment with her quick little voice. As she went on to share with his mothers what they meant to one-another, Reyes found himself warming to the sound of her voice. He might've turned a vibrant scarlet beneath his coat if possible, but the moment did not last very long either.

When he looked around again, rather than watching Teya in a fixed and loving manner, he saw that the red-tailed man had trailed off. The boy who was his younger brother seemed distraught, and Reyes wished he could say something, but he didn't know what.

Erzulie was swift to invite the children along. Reyes ushered Caracal along and then paused beside Teya, snuffling at her shoulder, pleased that things had gone so well — shy too, beneath the attention of Rosalyn, so he did not do anything overt that might make anyone uncomfortable.

As the family moved across the border Reyes followed after them without hesitation, brimming with a new warmth and appreciation for all that he had.