Dragoncrest Cliffs brekvirki

preparations were underway. soon she and sobo would be able to leave for a little while. of course they would come back; of course they would come home.
but quennell had not been wrong when he referred to the sadness in the cliffsides.
meerkat found the girl stuffing something into a fold of kelp, herbs or a fur or the like. she turned warmly to greet the older woman, eyes finding the pensive face.
"what be on your mind, meerkat?" the young obsidian called as she drew closer.