Dragoncrest Cliffs Let none survive

her mother's invitation had intrigued the child of the sea; the promise of entertainment, the chance to work off some energy without the rude interference of her brothers. but as rosalyn began to get into the meat of the lesson, it all started to feel rather foreboding, tainted sour and foul to the little pacifist. she certainly did not want to harm her mother, and felt this to be where the path led. nonetheless, she summoned up what little hardness she possessed in her youthful heart and tried to do as her mother had asked, ever eager to please and averse to falling short of expectations. coraline lowered herself to a half-crouch reeking of inexperience, instinctively feeling that this might minimize her presence and make it easier to control her movements, and started to creep forward. by no stretch of the imagination could it be called stealthy, yet perhaps a promise of it was whispered in her footsteps; a hint of potential.