Dragoncrest Cliffs Gatherer

sobeille had landed her mark; with a soft oomph, they both collapsed into the dirt.

she held him close and guffawed into his ear. you ain't be needin' dat ear, sobeille teased, ignoring the fact she'd been indirectly called fat. she aimed a quick nip at his earlobe before springing back, catlike and ready to tussle. dat's why de sea be givin' you two.