Dragoncrest Cliffs but you hate the very thought of me, atthis,

"eti." she raised a paw and beckoned her grandson into the icy surf. "come to know de sea in all her temperatures," the woman invited. all of sapphique must learn to hunt and to fish and to swim in these waters, even when winter.
even when forbidding.
it was for this reason their coats stayed plush in many instances, only shedding somewhat in warmer months.
"how have you been?"