Dragoncrest Cliffs near-sighted

PPing @Svalinn for now; open to anyone but tagging for visibility! After looking up how far a howl can travel, I would say this is set about 10 miles from the northeastern border.

They must have been getting pretty close to Sapphique now, because Svalinn’s pace had quickened. Another few miles and he started to howl.

Jean-Heron listened to his father’s voice. He’d never heard it so desperate before. “@Chacal! Chacal!”

He struggled to keep up with the goldspear’s lope, carrying his hind leg as quickly as he could. He could walk on it sometimes, but not today. They had covered too much ground in the shortest amount of time yet, and Svalinn insisted they keep going. Said they were too close to rest now.

The boy sang to himself to combat the misery: Almost t’ere, not long now! Maman’ll have a fuckin’ seeeeeaaaaaa cow!