Dragoncrest Cliffs again love, the limb-loosener, rattles me

loko’s family stood before him, his sister garbed in brilliant violet and his brother in kingly red; he had a vision at once of what the court might have looked like in the past — before both his mothers took the helm.

never before had loko been so compromised by a sense of familial pride. he loved each of his siblings fiercely, and now two of his closest became his leaders.

loko’s face split into a beam as chacal sang. he did not notice meerkat or even his other family members as they arrived — his eyes were fastened on the faces of his siblings as around him wolfsong rose to a crescendo.