Dragoncrest Cliffs but you hate the very thought of me, atthis,

Is this set before Quen and Sword come back?

Etienne moved boldly forward, and pressed into the surf. The water cut into him like ice, a small gasp left his lips, but he pressed them together and pushed onward anyway, until he was buoyant, but not loose.

He tilted his head and dipped his muzzle down, pressed into the surf, and then pushed it up with a small chuckle. The water arcing through the air.

I be alrite granme. Learnin' to let ot'ers make mistakes. Granme Roz tol' me dat. Dat I 'ave to let dem make deir own mistakes. Dat I can't 'old too tite.