Dragoncrest Cliffs Let it smoulder

mireille was surprised when val spoke, and could not hide the flash of hurt in her eyes as they turned sharply toward him. what did he care? hadn't he been away?
defensiveness rose but she was learning to be calm. sobo answered and was fielded by stingray.
her throat began to clench and she forced herself to listen to the rest of chacal's explanation.
when their mother retook her seat, mireille lifted herself a bit stiffly. she grabbed a stone and thought about it, like she should have before she took it.
cherub's wing had given a good suggestion. the patrolling only would not satisfy her. and she knew nothing of poisons.
mireille clutched the stone and then put it down beside the driftwood almost apologetically. poison would keep them safer than interacting with something like that. she thought hastily but meant it, and returned to her position.