Dragoncrest Cliffs Wait a minute

They sorted it out, albeit with some panic. There was a difference between the sounds of surprise and the sounds that required attention, though, and Rosalyn knew that tone well by now. She did not interfere until they were both making their way near.

She scooped up Quennel first and placed him between her forepaws, tickling the soft fur of his side and belly with her muzzle and a breath. I finally get to see your pretty eyes. Both of them. She was so used to having more than two to keep track, but she was a bit relieved. Four was always harder.

And you... She turned to Aminthe, who was trying unsuccessfully to search for food. Last year Rosalyn had felt a slight pang each time this happened, mourning the fact that she could not share this the way they usually did. This year she just smiled. She'd move her back to Erzulie in a bit, but she wanted to give her wife a little more time to sleep.

Searching the darkened interior, her gaze landed on a small stick. Rosalyn picked it up and held it near Aminthe, wondering if the pup would, with her new sight, understand the concept.