Dragoncrest Cliffs as the world caves in

Swift as a stoat, Yura ducked to avoid the blow, her laughter echoing song-like around the small hovel. It was moments like these that Sobeille's company was really appreciated, even if her chest tightened at the thought of stealing the ruddy girl away from her grieving family. 

"Ay, she is. I miss her sometimes, but I know she's happier without me causing trouble there." And Yura recognised the claw in her heart as the same feeling she'd battled upon Moonglow's slopes. Guilt. 

Fuck. Now was not the time to get emotional. It hadn't been her mother to die, for Sedna's sake! "Don't sweat it, really. I wouldn't be here if it weren't for you," she met Sobeille's gaze misty-eyed before her attention snapped back to the pup who's belly was almost clean of muck. "Besides, once you get past the peeing, pooping and crying - they're actually pretty cute."

Setting aside her own biases, her tail gave an encouraging thump. "You should name them after your family, Sobeille. I think it would be a nice way to remember them."