Dragoncrest Cliffs he never seen so much rage from a queen

Interest in Maleah's craft from a youngling made her more excited than she would ever let on, cheeks pinched as her smile curls. You do? she whistles, ears flicking at the sharp holler that bounces and ricochets from the tunnel walls and into her bones. She swears she can feel it in the ground.
The sunlight splinters across narrow features in a flurry of gold-blue hues as they reach the end of the tunnel. Okay, I have two choices for you, ginger is her touch as she guides the girl to the shore, stride now slowed to a lazy bound. we can either go to the spot, oooor, her eyebrows wag. we could go find some flowers for your maman. Or for you. Whatever you want.