Dragoncrest Cliffs clip, pole, smoke, fade

from within the den came a soft cough of permission from chacal. val rose quietly, his tail moving in gentle wags.

beneath him sapphique’s little sprite peered back. she was so impossibly small! once he had been that little, a life time ago.

he looked up, tracing the ribbon of stars which punctuated an otherwise stormy navy sky. you and me can’t catch those... but this.. he lowered to the ground, pulling a long stick from the grass adjacent to the den. want?