Dragoncrest Cliffs it's the moments we relive

along came the child, shushing at his heels. val couldn't help but giggle, offering an accompanying shoosh here and there to complement the array of noises behind him.

when chantale stopped and turned her already-slender nose skyward, val was struck with how exotic she looked. he assumed in that moment that sapphique was packing many things in the genetic admixture that was their pool; maybe somewhere was a seahorse.

he could tell she did not believe him. sauntering off, val took to exaggerating his light footsteps and lowering himself into the grass. they would stalk to glintwater, we take them by surprise when they land. you watch, i'll show you.

he shared a wink with chantale before he stalked close to the water's edge. so far, the noise of the swans concealed his approach.

he waited until one had its head underwater. with a burst of energy val galloped through the reeds, water crashing around his chest. the birds took off like buckshot, the sky alive with their indignant honking.

he returned to chantale empty handed, save the dark black plume of several tail feathers. these kept the two of them entertained for hours until it grew dark and val escorted chantale carefully back to the den.