Dragoncrest Cliffs Siren song

the man showed proper submission, but did not speak, letting body language do the talking for him. for loquacious lafayette, that was not enough, and he cast his verdant gaze around, looking for the proverbial adult in the room.

but mireille's scent had led away recently. so had chacal's. he could call for them, but they may not hear—or at least not come straight away. others had been distant. pepper was old.

and papa val was dead.

"your grandmamans built this place from nothing. what we have now did not exist when even i was a puppy. and now you, and your children, will forever have a safe place here to raise your own kids and see your legacy continue. our legacy."

all that remained was his faith in and fealty to sapphique.

him, alone, facing this stranger on the border.

who are you? lafayette asked, each word slow and carefully punctuated, his shoulders and brows lifted in query. an' why you come here?