Dragoncrest Cliffs freaking booties speaking to the cuties so belligerent

”Explains a lot?” She intoned, curiously. She felt, if anything, it had not made sense. Valravn had felt so much like a part of her family- so much like someone she had loved for her whole life, and who had always come back from his travels to be greeted with feverish happiness. 

”I t’ink you be my Val, 
An’ dat I will be always your Chacal.
You be family, an’ you be Sapphique so true,
Though I remember de time of Rusalka, an’ Raleska, too.”

She paused. 

”De one t’ing that seem a bit odd,
Is trying to tell myself we do not share blood.” 

Her cheeks flushed. Perhaps all this time, part of her had known- but had rushed to his side to be his shadow, his sister, nonetheless.