Dragoncrest Cliffs news travels slow between those two

i be born 'ere!

he laughed in usual quen fashion, tossing his head some with it.

my mama and maman led it before my siblin's did! his voice kept over the sound of the sea breeze that ruffled all of sapphique. but me? ah, i be busy wit' piratin'!

as if he was any type of contender for the throne one day. even his ambition did not reach to what felt like the impossible of leading sapphique. sobo had done such and quennell was happy to let his brother be the man of history.

their path would cut along the edge of the meadow, the tunnel awaiting their loping forms.