Dragoncrest Cliffs marinette

sobeille had disappeared. others were looking for her; for his part, lafayette followed her trail to the edge of the territory and then down into the neighboring sound. he knew she spent some time here, but after that. . .

well, he had yet to hone his tracking skills, and so the scent was lost.

today, the ruddy boy stood at the western edge of the great sequoia forest, at the tree-line, looking down upon the rocks and churning waves. he had been troubled by dreams, lately. not for their contents—but for their lack altogether. his slumber had been accompanied by no one, nothing.

what did it mean?

he sat back with a sigh, jaw tight with clenched teeth. he wasn't very close to sobeille—truthfully, she scared him—but it was undeniable that her absence was a big loss for their family. was it a harbinger of something worse to come?