Dragoncrest Cliffs let me tell you that I saw your boyfriend walking down the street

sobeille is proud of her name, of her heritage in a way that the saint is not sure that she is. that she even understands. but sobeille's full name fills her mind with visions of the sea, of a warm beach, of pretty seaglass and colorful tropical fish. it does not bear the tar thick shadows and rotting carrion that tangle 'round saint's own.

she's almost jealous.

but, it was hard for saint to know who she truly was when she was just a patchwork of the bits she liked from others she'd once known.

i not from anyvhere. saint says simply; her truth. she could name at least three different packs she'd briefly been apart of at one point in her short life but not a single one of them had been home and thus not worth mentioning, in her mind.