Dragoncrest Cliffs Argue with angels and I always win

”Berceuse!”

Chacal called out. She’d caught the scent of her daughter along the border- noticing it was mingled with another, one who smelled still of the sea, but who left behind no pawprints.

Chacal had paused- but could scent no others following them, only the faint scent of @Svalinn, who must have still lived along Ankyra Sound. Then, she’d turned and tracked her daughter all the way to the lake, where she sat with someone else’s young child at her paws. 

She thought her daughter was smart enough not to steal a child- but she also knew Suzu to be a bleeding heart. She likely had good intentions, but even that was not enough to explain why she’d brought a toddler home. 

”Please, explain?” She hoped her daughter would be quick- whoever this mother’s child was, they were likely worried sick.