Dragoncrest Cliffs granny helped me take the wise route

sobeille leaned into quiet repose. she thought of what kind of man would chase after chani, and also fight herself.

a thin smile. fast — and strong — like de orca. a vision of those lurking predators breached the forefront of her mind. de bear wolves be in de valley stretched between de flatlands. dere is a valley shaped by stones. i ‘ave not met the men. only de women. then, a knowingness came across sobeille’s pensive face. one of de rise wolves lives dere now. ameline.