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

some slight pp, hope that is ok but happy to edit if not <333

tousaint. thibault. val turned a warm eye upon both as they plopped to each side of him, one after another. his tongue lapped the peak of tousaint's forehead, the crook of thibault's jaw in affectionate greeting.

it had been some time since the three of them could rest like this. there was a tranquility to sapphique in these dimming hours, and he was lucky enough he got to enjoy it with them both. for a moment val breathed in the wintercold air, and listened to the soft sussuration of both of his sons' breath. there were not many moments like this in life. there may never be a moment like this again.

he wanted to share with them some great wisdom, but in that moment, words failed him. instead, he embraced each of them in a massive bearhug beneath his arms, and then scampered off with a great whoop reminiscent of a memory he'd had long ago. last one to grandmaman's favorite spot along the cliff is a rotten egg!