Dragoncrest Cliffs it puts you in a situation where you're made to feel dumb.

erzulie made a neat snap for the little upstart just as soon as he had shut his mouth. 
it was a pity. the season was working in the seawife, beyond her will and beyond what she had assumed might happen. he was a fine-looking wolf with the familiar stripe. 
a new litter fathered in sapphique would bear them again.
for now her instinctive dominance blurred against seasonal aggression. it was a stroke of luck that she was on the borders and not her wife, else the daring fool's head might have already been crushed.