Dragoncrest Cliffs near-sighted

Jean-Heron shot his father an accusatory glare as he explained what happened to them. He looked to be offended that the wolf was speaking at all, but the cutting stare beneath his mother’s view—though maybe within Sobeille’s line of sight—had come only when Svalinn mentioned his leg.

We bot’ know you know what happen to my leg, you old salt.

The boy didn’t recall much from that traumatic day, but he did remember waking up on that beach, screaming from the pain in his leg and the flurry of “sorry”s pounding over his ears, harsh as the waves that had nearly drowned him.

We bot’ know you know it be your fault!

Instead of saying anything, however, he leaned his halved face into Chacal’s chest and closed his eyes, feeling the vibrations of her familiar hum. It wasn’t her singing, but it was good enough to soothe him into an appreciative silence… for now.

fade here? and could I get Linn NPC'd in the ranks pls?