Dragoncrest Cliffs a great machine of death is roaring and rearing

Kheviel had not expected to find sudden companionship in a yearling male. She found that he hardly left her side, which made her feel strange and not a little uncomfortable. But there was some tiny part of her that craved his nearness, though she would never admit it to herself or anyone else. Today, though, she was alone, and she stared at the ocean and sat doing nothing. The pain was lesser today than it normally was, but that didn't mean it wasn't there, seeping into her bones.

She craved the summer sun, when the heat would bake into her body and loosen her muscles and ease the tension some. But summer was still months away.