Dragoncrest Cliffs red or black, yellow, red, black, white, dirty

Every night, he watched the stars come out just a little bit earlier. Maybe a little bit dimmer, or a little bit brighter. He watched the sun leave even sooner, and the moon say goodnight even later.

Thibault followed Tousaint out, many tail lengths behind his brother and quiet, for he enjoyed silence when it was present. He found it a warm feeling, to simply walk with his brother. By the other side of Val, he settled down. Squishy with winter fluff.