Dragoncrest Cliffs blacknose

sobeille's shadow did not tire. as she inspected the delicate features of her sister, jadou practically bristled at her feet, pawing in the agitated manner of a beast about to charge.

go ahead, do it, she thinks to herself with a smile: it'd be so very interesting to watch.

chantale broke the ice with a wave and a gentle taunt. sobeille almost responded, but then jadou stormed in.

chantale peered down her snout -- a long way to go in terms of real estate -- at jadou. sobeille answered with a half-hearted shrug, as if she'd just found the thing and didn't have the faintest idea to do with it.

suddenly, an idea came to her. she rounded upon chantale with a long sniff, playing oblivious to the puffy child behind her. d'you be hearin' someting, chantale? sobeille's tone was airy, and she looked around her pointedly as if confused by the voice at her ankles.