Dragoncrest Cliffs Where the ocean meets the sky

Miette was gone.
Vague concern and suspicion turned to worry turned to panic which now corded Maleah's very bones. And still, calmness overtook her; she sifted the meadow and overturned the greatpine, rummaged the roja den and wherever else she could think. And then her search took her to the bay.
Val's figure stands crested amid the rocks, and the healer swallows the lump that swells in her throat. He's looking at something in the water. Astera?
Val, wait! Grizzled nape bristling, fear caught in her chest. Astera! Unthinkingly, Maleah makes a plunge into the polar seashore, headfirst.