Dragoncrest Cliffs leave me a literature of toothmarks & tongue-tracks

Neither her son nor her daughter raised a complaint as Wildfire pressed herself against them, whining and licking at them. "Yes," she replied breathlessly to Blixen's remark, "we're all home now." She flicked her head in the general direction of her redwood hideout, where their nomi now lay sleeping. Bobby was probably lurking somewhere near there too.

After fussing over them a moment longer (and assuring herself they weren't too badly hurt), Wildfire took a step back to look into their faces. She also glanced over at Dio, as well as Étoille's retreating back. "Tell me," she said in a quiet but eager voice, "did we win?"