Dragoncrest Cliffs lwen

gonna powerplay erz in my posts

mireille's jaws split in a yawn. but it was only from the discussions she had sought.
and now there was a crucial one to have.
"maman," she said to both of them. they sat outside the roja den, speaking softly as they did. the evening had just fallen into cold.
"i know sisters from a pack called rivenwood. ah, we have become friends. well, over in de taiga, dere be sometin' happenin.' wid ot'er packs. an' they invited me to go an' i want to go, because i be old enough i t'ink."
the last sentence was spilled out breathlessly. 
erzulie was silent. yet there was something in her two-hued eyes that was bemused. the obsidian only turned to look at @Rosalyn, choosing to say nothing until her wife had responded.