Dragoncrest Cliffs has a share in brilliance and beauty

That trip.

She remembered vaguely a conversation, but not where they had spoken of going. Yet she was learning to allow these details to go past unsaid, knowing they would be revealed in time and were not important now. She did not care where they went, only that the thought of it warmed her.

Her eye tracked the children as they played. There was a time when she'd made an effort to keep her scars diminished in view, but that time was long past. It was that side that faced Erzulie, though she turned briefly to answer with a smile. Meerkat and Njord can watch them. Or Chacal. We've been lucky this year. Their pack had grown in size, strength, and closeness. Tensions existed, of course, but they were mere ebbs in the tide that formed the backbone of Sapphique. All pushed forward.

I think that choosing outside of the pack was right. It feels different. She turned her gaze back to them as they played.