Dragoncrest Cliffs blacknose

The shift of sand makes her ears raise, and she turns just in time to catch Sobeille’s eye. Her grin is wolfish, raising a leg in a wave to her sister. There’s a laugh on her breath as she calls.

Ou jis pral kanpe la?

And then there’s a pipsqueak.

Chantale drags her leg back to stare at the child speaking to her, frowning down her nose at him. Eventually, her lips raise into a half sneer.

Sa a se lakay mwen, kribich. The red coat of the babe could mean a lot, but she glanced to her sister to confirm. This was a little brother, right?