Dragoncrest Cliffs has a share in brilliance and beauty

She did not realize it was more than just Sobo. Coraline and Loko were less pronounced to her in their differences, and she'd attributed them to other things. Coraline had been attacked, Loko punished for his trips to the Sound. The fact that this cursed place drew his interest set her hackles on edge, for reasons she couldn't entirely voice, but at least the pack eyeing the claim had moved on. Smart of them.

I don't know why it is so hard to stay, but maybe that comes with years of wisdom. She answered, somewhat teasingly. It wasn't exactly a light matter but after so many heartaches, so many departures, she felt Erzulie would understand. They were content here, but the children came and went like the tide.

Chacal has purpose here now. Maybe that is what they need too. They'd never had defined roles within before, based on the informal nature of the pirates she'd lived alongside so long, but Sapphique had changed. The wolves that lived here now weren't pirates, nor were the children they raised. They sought meaning.

Maybe they see nowhere to go, here. It wasn't actually something she'd considered openly before this moment, though it had lurked for a while.