Dragoncrest Cliffs than the war-chariots of the lydians or

something was off with haunt.
erzulie did not profess to know the girl well, but it was well enough. as obsidian she was apprised of the yearling's skills, but as a mother —
"dwa!" she exclaimed, raising a paw to tug sobo back from his own rude venture. she would not punish him for it, however; he was young and she would leave it to haunt to inform the boy with her further reaction. a goodly part of sapphique was nuance.
with that handled, she too glanced at mireille, shaking her head a bit at them both but still bemused by their wayward curiosity.