Dragoncrest Cliffs as the world caves in

assuming she's been around in the background <3 set before the arrival of Panik & co

Sapphique's grief was palpable. Yura found she could relate to some of it; the perpetrators - men! - but she had never experienced death in the way that they had. And so the girl had busied herself in caring for those still alive, alleviating some of the stress thrust upon the seawolves in this tumultuous time.

And that included puppies. Puppies!

Dawn saw her enter the den, a fat rabbit clutched in her jaws that she placed gently before the four squirming bundles. Had she ever been that small? They tugged at something instinctual within.

"Shit...you can't eat that, can you," she murmured, watching as a plump pup began to gnaw clumsily at a furry ear. They had teeth now, surely? Brows knitting in thought, Yura severed the ear and began to chew it to a gross pulp before presenting it to the hungry kid. "Eugh. That better?"