Dragoncrest Cliffs Siren song

He sought the woman and could not find her. The scent of her drifted hotly through the snow, circling and winding, and so Drusk abandoned it in favor of the opposite direction since the phoenix appeared to be avoiding it.

The land rose rocky and chaotic from the white snow. Flanked in spots by pine, scoured by a salt wind, the beast lingered as he hunted for the woman - or a woman, now that he had experienced this life changing thing.

Perhaps more could be tasted, here.