Dragoncrest Cliffs twilight stone

breath! cries! little sobeille, perched atop suzu; mireille swept her into trembling arms and kissed the soaked little face. "never do dat again!" she scolded. "i take you into de water myself, ah?"
she reached for suzu then, nosing along the slimed chin and watching her niece heave great breaths. "you were so brave, so brave, suzu," mireille praised in a low voice, moving to support the young girl as she kept sobeille miette quite trapped in the crook of her arm. "you have de spirit of maman erzulie when it come to de water, oui?"
adrenaline became tiredness, became joy; she waited, looking for chacal and motioning astera forward with a somber look.