Dragoncrest Cliffs Of moon, of sea

ajei introduced the male, who remained silent. sobeille deliberately spared him the barest glance. her focus remained on the girl - more important than any man, by sobeille's account.

her mother died. sobeille tried to imagine how this felt, but all she could conjure was a sense of absence. she liked ajei, so tried to show the level of concern she'd seen other adults do. oh. her brow furrowed. ajei was frowning, but she quickly pushed the items towards her.

an otter, and a small fox. sobeille's eyes were drawn to the rich pelt of the otter. she had nothing to give in return. dat is very nice, thank you. sobeille reached for the otter pelt and stroked its dense fur. did you kill dem yourself?