Dragoncrest Cliffs I heard we're friends

maleah out as well!

Sobeille's screeching could be used as a torture device; if that did not crush the trespasser's desire to return to Sapphique, Maleah did not know what else would.
Her gaze holds firm. Now, Sobeille, and it shocked even her how smoothly the stern matriarchal tone came out of her, a crackle of thunder as she turns her attention then to Astera; the fleeing sheen of starlight now beckoning her friend forth. Don't try that again!
An exasperated huff leaves her lips, and after all children have made their departure, she turns back for the cliffs with a flick of salmon tongue over her lips. A job was certainly done, though she wasn't entirely sure what that job was.