Dragoncrest Cliffs in a black four-seater

mireille shook her head for a moment and then paused. "we will be harder on de borders. extra patrols. perhaps we stay up at night. chacal be havin' her pups not far off."
she did not speak of her own future in that regard, though her time would come in the spring.
mireille could not bear the idea.
she looked at jorunn with a clear gaze. "do you mean to be a mot'er also?" she had earned the right.