Dragoncrest Cliffs no other mind

He mocked her gently, mouthing her words back to her, but grinned. His cousin was proud- all Sapphique women had pride in their blood, their bones, their brains- but she was not cruel. She was competitive- but not a sore loser, when her stone missed its mark. He grinned and nodded; he'd give her a few practice tries, and would have to up his own game. He suspected she would learn quickly. 

He searched for a pebble, one just the right size. 'Ere an' dere, He said with a light shrug. Went to Eresta for a bit...Den came back dis way for a while. 'Elped found a pack out in de mountains, but dey be insufferable creatures- snobbish, vain, proud... He uttered a short, high-pitched giggle. A bit like us in some ways, He mused. He seemed to sober some, as he turned a pebble over beneath his foot, feeling its shape. I 'ad a strange dream...It reminded me of dis place, an' dere was dis....Bah, He shrugged, failing to commit to the tale. It was a strange dream. But I felt it be time to check bac in 'ere, so, He said, pausing to wedge the pebble between two toes. He straightened up, tucking his foot back toward his hip, and then flicked it forward- releasing the pebble well, though his aim was off. It soared past the left branch. He grimaced, and then shrugged, accepting his failure. So 'ere I be.

He looked to her then, tipping his nose up to invite her to take her turn. What you be doin' while I be gone? He asked, with a smarmy grin.