Dragoncrest Cliffs If you could read my mind, love

Requiem followed after more prompting. His steps were quick, with an up-beat tempo that did not match the morose expression on his little face; but he went, watching his siblings find their own way. Requiem was not so curious of the world outside — he sought out Chacal and nuzzled in to her hip, only drawing away to look after one, then another of his siblings. The shade was easy on his eyes, and not so hot.