"What brings me here?" The dame would chuckle and then climb up the boulder and sit next to the man before her. "I love it here." She would look out at all the stones laid across the plain. The weather had buried some of the rocks into the ground but none-the-less they were still scattered all over the place.
"But really, I live in the Singing caverns a little south of here." She would look back to the stranger. She was just a couple years younger than the man but she was still a pup on the inside. Or at least a teenager. She wished she could go back and maybe do things a little differently. She used to be so terrified to leave the den and so worried that Lian would never come back. Yet here she was, living on her own. All alone.
