Dragoncrest Cliffs than the war-chariots of the lydians or

sobo was rude! she made sure to turn as maman got after him, smirking openly into his face. but then her attention was back on haunt, and the rabbit. "it be still. an' its eyes be open." she peered at its underbelly, searching for the rhythmic rise and fall, but nothing happened.
conceptually she knew meat and killing, but somehow this particular deceased animal had unlocked a bevy of investigation.