Dragoncrest Cliffs nameless bodies in unremembered rooms

dalia nodded, a bright smile on her maw. "it is!" she chirped, "and he's a little menace." she stuck her tongue out at her little brother, her tail wiggling. "aren't you, dacio?" she said to the ashen babe. portia only ever cooed at her children, but dalia knew better. treat them like real wolves! 

then again, dacio was much less obnoxious to portia than he was to her. 

"i'm good," she finally said with a soft sigh, "how are you? working hard, i'm sure, you always are."