Dragoncrest Cliffs A Gift Upon the Shore

she laughed long and loud at chacal's jest. her sister was soft and kind, and yet there was an edge of the sea to her. mireille stopped for a moment and whispered, "i don't be doubtin' it." she tipped a wink and snugged little etienne close to her. "a bite like a baby shark!" the girl teased.
and then they were singing, and mireille's head was flung up proudly. her song only wavered when she caught sight of her da's red tail. 
the young obsidian stopped then, watching with curiosity and some worry as the man veered away from their company, watchful. aloof, even.
she wanted to go to him, but sharply turned back to the whale, strangely shamed and wondering if somehow he too was.