Dragoncrest Cliffs doulè

Worry dogged her, and not knowing right away how to help made Suzu feel all the more flustered. She didn’t want to be in the way, or pester Quennell or Swordfish while they healed but staying away and helping just in the fringe was driving her nuts. 

She brought what she could find for food, but felt out of place when she wanted to linger when the boys had mothers and siblings and healers. If she could tag along with someone, though…

She caught sight of Mireille, laying quiet and still on the beach. She froze, but let out a surprised bouf, breathing a puff of air from her cheeks before she could help herself. She flicked her ears back, hoping she hadn’t roused her aunt from her sleep.