Dragoncrest Cliffs follow the moskva down to gorky park

i deserve a chance.
perhaps it was here that mireille in her youth realized that meerkat was maybe hurting. maybe it was her young age, but empathy was not so forthcoming. "dey hurt your feelin's." she set her mouth. there was nothing more to be said, maybe, but the look she gave meerkat was encouraging. acceptant. 
the daughters of sapphique had a place promised.
abruptly she straightened and shook sand from her red fur. "if you be meanin' to stay here, den you should learn how to hunt on de beach." the girl waved her tail. "maman — bot' of dem — say dat de sea can always feed you, no matter how hard de winter is."