Dragoncrest Cliffs Maybe I've spoken too soon

Etienne never went far from the roja den. He had been given a job and he did his best to make sure he did it. Though today he was looking over Quennel and Swordfish with sadness written in the lines of his face. Bleary tired eyes. He rubbed his paws against the ground and waited.

He was deep in his thoughts when a chuff stole his attention and he lifted his gaze to see his sister push her head through the den mouth. His tail wagged, but he said nothing at first. Waiting for her to get comfortable and lay down, what looked like a fish.

He waited to see how she would handle all the blood and bile, but she was a regular visitor and thus far seemed to be handling her irritation with anything gore like well.

Hiya Suzu. he spoke tiredly.