Dragoncrest Cliffs it puts you in a situation where you're made to feel dumb.

He seemed to be defeated now, and while she preferred to see him be a bit on edge, at least this meant he was willing to obey and continue forward. She could feel her heartbeat pounding within her chest, a gentle drum to her mother's hum. They drew nearer and nearer to the awakening crest of daylight that spilled through the trees until they reached the edge of the wooded area-

And came within reach of their beloved Dragoncrest Cliffs. 

There was a gentle breeze and it sung of saltwater. While the waves soothed the sandy beach, they fell upon the wave-worn rocks below with a pulsing crash. The heave and sigh of the ocean against the land was like a great bellows, inhaling and exhaling dramatically and without end. 

She gestured with a flick of her muzzle and a brief flash of her teeth, both a smile and a threat, commanding him to walk forward, toward the edge.

"Here be our throne,
where de view be de best. 
Here, women rule,
de mighty Dragoncrest." 

She uttered a soft growl, and squared hwr feet the way a shepherding dog might face a foe; prepared to herd him, step by step, toward the cliffs.