Rising Sun Valley salt gazing

How nice it was to see a familiar face!

“Chani!” Seal cheered again. Decorum fell to the wayside as the girl’s tail helicoptered and her feet tap danced in place. They exchanged friendly touches – and Seal blushed when she realized how delicious Chani smelled.

“I live in the Vale now, with a pack called Montagne de Ciguë,” she emulated the francophone accent as if to allude that it sounded much like Chani’s dialect. There was a story to how she ended up here… but Seal allowed her words to wane as if to give Chani space to give an update, as well.