Dragoncrest Cliffs Bloodsport

Maleah snickered, the sound causing a puzzled expression to drift over the yearling’s ruddy features. She repeated the names she’d said a moment ago, tallying up their pups, as if it was some sort of pissing contest. Masque’s spine stiffened.

Their mother vanished when they were younger, Masquerade said after a tense silence. If it’s alright with you, I’d like to take some time to consider your terms. I’ll leave some meat at the borders for you for today’s time. I’ll go get that now, as a matter of fact.

The Caru did not wait for Maleah’s reaction, springing to all fours and loping away. Our mother, they silently amended their statement, feeling the weight of Avicus’s absence as heavily as ever.