Dragoncrest Cliffs Arapaima

chacal was fat to bursting. mireille knew nothing about children, but she had watched her maman hitch around a heavy belly long enough to understand the basics.
she headed for meerkat's den, intent on finding an hour or so for the pups she regarded as her little siblings as well. she found swordfish out of doors, caught in a trickle of rain.
mireille shook out her ruff. "bonjour, swordfish. you not be likin' de rain?" she asked, sticking her tongue out to catch a drop or two.