Dragoncrest Cliffs It's my point of view

with maman gone, sobeille did not let a sibling out of sight. between her and lafayette and shadess, they watched as hawks watch mice in golden cornfields. she spoke nothing of the new scent purling from her, nor of what she experienced in the sound.

today she was on seraphine duty, and so followed at a distance as the girl played.

had she ever been so frolicsome?

an impulse to dash at the small clump stole over her, but sobeille steadied her raised limb and instead contributed to the growing pile. as seraphine came back with twigs, sobeille watched over it. when she caught the girl staring, she asked what be wrong?