Dragoncrest Cliffs Polished

Chacal's tune came like a crashing saltwave, and Maleah stood still with wide eyes for several seconds before it dawned upon her: her pearl!
Oh, her smile, small before, grew larger and wider. An intimate ceremony with only the sisters of Sapphique, and even still, it was more than she could ask for. Her eyes flicker from one to the other before she gives a nod of her own silent approval.
Carefully, she reaches forward with a dainty paw to pull three oysters from the bunch. The first one is pried open with gentle use of her incisors, the hinge snapped back, and to her awe, a magnificent coral-toned pearl awaits her inside.
Rosy-hued and massive yet delicate, Maleah stares and examines; beautifully intact, and so bright she swears she can see herself within it. She clears the white meat of the oyster away with laps of her tongue before rolling it central to the three women for all to see.