Dragoncrest Cliffs bloodmother

With Tousaint quietly meandering along at her heels, Chacal showed the boy the outskirts of the pack along the forested edge, treading in silence as they neared, and passed the Tangle. The boy didn't have much to say, and Chacal didn't mind his quietness at all. He listened, bobbing his head occasionally as she pointed out landmarks, and drew his attention to scents. She wanted him to know the land, so that he might know to stay within it.

So when the call came from Heph, she decided she may as well bring her nephew along for the learning experience. Like last time, Chacal was the last one to arrive, having come from further inland, and with Tousaint taking every opportunity to avoid getting his paws muddy.

Coraline too stood alongside Mireille, and she realized that when she saw the two together again, that they had indeed been missing something when Coraline had left. They looked so naturally matched, side by each, as they had been in their youngest days.

Her eyes strayed to Heph who had brought along a striking man, who stuck out instantly by the hue of his eyes and the markings on his face. A haunch of deer was present, though the wolves of Sapphique starved so little that it drew very little notice from the Tanzanite. He was kind enough to have brought a gift, but she (like her sister) preferred to hear from the woman who bore moonlight upon her cheeks. To her, a warm, inviting smile was given.

"Welcome again, to Sapphique;
it 'as been some time since we 'ad de chance to speak." She toned.