Dragoncrest Cliffs Flotsam

mireille thought she knew the answer before he said it, but it made her heart ache all the same. she did not hold so many misgivings; she came closer and looked him over with a close and mature intensity, perhaps given to her by the women who had reared a vast lot of children.
his expression of pride cleared her expression; it warmed her eyes. "thank you. it has — it has been an adjustment." she squinted against the sun, swinging her muzzle seaward for a moment. "i be glad sobo wid me. wid us, chacal an' i."