Dragoncrest Cliffs Corona

Jadou slipped into a peaceful slumber, and Chacal continued to hum for a few more verses until her voice tapered off. She looked to Val and thought for a moment that they might be able to speak without waking the baby up- but in the end, she felt herself speaking with nothing more than a happy smile.

Sapphique grew once again, another generation that would thrive on the cliffs. And in the shared warmth, she couldn’t help but feel what she interpreted to be the glow cast down by past generations, beaming to see their lineage continue.