Dragoncrest Cliffs The Devilll for my Hurt

This will probably be my last; they won’t find him, so in the interest of timeline, I’ll probably fade my involvement here and do follow up threads elsewhere. Thanks for joining in!<3

Chacal could not succumb to her emotions; not yet. Not without proof, and not while swift action was needed. She teetered on the edge of losing her composure, but Mireille, Erzulie and Jorunn seemed to know not to look upon her with sympathy, not yet. 

She nodded appreciatively, an understatement of the gratitude she felt as Mireille and Jorunn headed down to the beach. It was the best she could offer without losing control over her emotions. Her mother uttered a gentle sound, which forced Chacal to swallow hard. 

”We search along de cliffs. Per’aps it ‘as a perch in one of de trees overlooking de cliffs.” She said. Now, she had to prepare herself for the worst of whatever was possible. Perhaps Requiem had been dropped, fallen to his death, or perhaps the eagle had already begun to feast. They might not find him at all- leaving her to grieve all imaginable horrors.