Dragoncrest Cliffs sweetheart, i don't do shorts

in spite of herself, she laughed. "dey will enjoy knowing anot'er hunter," she declared, quickening into a trot as she led vex — kaskae — along the edge of the high cliffs.
below them, water smote the side of the stone.
she thought of chacal, how she had finally made her way from them, and eadwulf, the starwatcher who had also left.
in their stead, however, haunt and kaskae, returned.
"i should get back to dem," the obsidian murmured with an apologetic flag of her tail. "hunt. see your sister. an' welcome home." a press of nose to his cheek, a pause to hear his words, and then erzulie was turning.