Dragoncrest Cliffs follow the moskva down to gorky park

meerkat had been crying. the red girl's brow furrowed as she noticed the way the older wolf's eyes glimmered without happiness. "oui, i be mireille." she turned in a tight circle, gnawing more runnels of sand from the fur along her flanks.
"an' you be meerkat. ah, you are wit da njord now." she put her head to one side and blinked. "why you be here an' cryin'?"
aside from her trip away from sapphique and the desperation she had felt upon the islands, the lingering effects she kept carefully closeted, mireille saw few reasons to cry. but first she had seen druid weep and now meerkat. she wanted to know why.
one ear tuned toward the other, the pup flicked sand from between her toes, gazing off toward the sea.