Dragoncrest Cliffs grangou

cherub's wing explained.
mireille nodded with a wistful thoughtfulness, then opened her arms to the other. "t'ere be not'ing wrong wit you," the obsidian urged. there was no ease in her enough to grin, to be joyous.
"de bear do not define you."
the red chin lifting; something like ferocity touching her gaze as she beckoned cherub's wing forward, to be embraced and to know that for her sapphique did the same.