Dragoncrest Cliffs i like the sprinter better.

he knows he should know better
than to tempt fate by answering a clear trap:
all the same, he’s bored.
kheviel doesn’t always tolerate his presence,
lovely as it is —
and he’s got to earn gold marks
if he’s going to keep sapphique his home.

the fish, delectable and irresistible
is pushed towards him.
he can smell it from here
juicy fat delicious salt
there goes his resistance.
okay. i’m listening.
what kind of bone, kid?