Dragoncrest Cliffs Snapdragons

Chacal had not forgotten the day. It still existed in her mind as a symbol of her kinship with her brother, and as perhaps the first time she opposed her mothers. Amends had been made of course- but still she wished that Valravn had not gone away. She knew her mothers loved him, even though he and Chacal had once rebelled. She could feel Erzulie’s loss.

When asked to stay with the pups, Chacal nodded. She wondered if Erzulie needed air, after thinking of Valravn. Seeking to lighten the mood, she made an affirmative sound. The smile of her mother’s lips did not quite reach her eyes- but she was also, likely, very exhausted. Chacal slid into the alcove her mother left behind, curling gently around the pups.

 ”I will. But you will have to shove me out when you come back, though. I might get too comfortable wid dem so soft an’ warm an’-“ She gently wedged her muzzle between the sleeping pups and made an unintelligible, delighted sound into their velvety fur.