Dragoncrest Cliffs everclear

"reki."
mireille had learned not to try and stop lucette. rather she encouraged her daughter's forays. sapphique was the birthright of all its children, from the tangle to the swamps to the sea. there were enough guardians to watch over the pups as they ventured; the obsidian need only place her faith in them.
now she bent to kiss the girl's head, and offered the mostly-grown boy a faint smile. mireille knew him, she thought, and straightened.
"requiem. do you remember dis place?"
her emerald eyes flickered to lucette, wondering, pensive.