Dragoncrest Cliffs B-E-A-U-T-Y

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Maleah often found herself curious. Children seemed to swarm Sapphique like little crickets, and the marble grew more and more accustomed to their little faces and shouts of play during quiet afternoons.
Today was no different. She'd come by way of the meadow with a bundle of supplies to store away in her ever-growing stash when the shriek caught her ears. It was one of the babies, no doubt, perhaps a spawn of Mireille's, and instinctive panic stirs in her tummy. That was no feigned shriek, was it?
Her collection is placed in the soft grass before she sets her sights on the flock of birds that shoot from the treeline.