Dragoncrest Cliffs I bit her real good

winter ebbed over sapphique, then returned in force. mireille found herself wishing for val, staring off out to see as she tried still to accept that he would not be here this year. or any other. grief raked her heart with hard claws.
sobeille had not come home.
once more would her mother search, but now thoughts slid aside and a warmer expression welcomed pepper. "she be close," mireille told the man, her countenance welcoming. "what can i do for you?"
easily she fell into step beside the sandstone, tearing her eyes from the expanse of salt with more difficulty than she had expected.