Dragoncrest Cliffs adjassou-linguetor

Lucette was never far from Lafayette. She crept up behind him, limned in golden dusklight, and announced herself with a soft chuff and a gentle nose drawn along his flank as she came to rest at his side. Her gaze found the tunnel's entrance after a moment.

What you be t'inkin'? She wondered aloud, a prompt in her tone; would they explore this tunnel? If it was up to her they would — but she wanted Lafayette to choose.