Dragoncrest Cliffs dragonscale boon

Hush trotted back into pack grounds. He was an active wolf, his paws itching to move anywhere, whether he was scouting or simply running. The morning bid him to simply run, the warming land exciting him. He knew that he should keep an eye on the Nereides, but he enjoys himself for a moment, paws tearing the ground beneath him and he shot out of the territory, ran in several circles of varying diameters, and slowed to a bouncing trot, his tongue lolling withe satisfaction and relief as he returned to Drageda lands.

He chuffed towards the figure in the distance that soon formed into Dio, tail wagging as he approached. His pups were coming soon! He must be anxious.