Dragoncrest Cliffs freaking booties speaking to the cuties so belligerent

she is so good to him <3

could val expect any less from chacal? her cheeky rejoinder left him grinning -- as if she needed more reason to eat his breakfast!

in truth, the boy did not mind it. whatever was his was sapphique's, and that extended on some unflinching level to chacal, his sister, always -- regardless of what truths they may learn about each other along the way.

he splashed gently at the water then, bounding back from her playful shove. in that case, i will have to eat breakfast more often. val surmised, rising to wag his tail. i could eat -- fancy visiting the cache with me? last one there has fishbreath. he did not wait for an answer before he was gallivanting off; while the fever had weakened him and she would make easy work of his slow pace, he felt a surge of playfulness that had not visited him in some time. was that what it meant to grow old, then? did one lose their sense of child-self along the way?