Dragoncrest Cliffs you’re my crystal and clover

Swordfish lazily made his way to her, plopping down and joining Meerkat in watching as Stingray launched himself at their guest. Her lips parted on a laugh at her son’s bid for the rabbit, eyes fixed on Chacal as the woman lowered herself to engage the small pup in a game of tug-o’-war.

Who do you think will win, Fish? Meerkat whispered conspiratorially to her younger son, bending toward his tiny ear. My money’s on your brother. Maybe you should try tag-teaming? She gave him an encouraging nudge with her nose.