Dragoncrest Cliffs Don't wanna go in that pot they bubbling!

His son wasted no time greeting him, and Dio's tail waved a happy rhythm while he reached down to swipe a lick over the top of his muzzle. Now this much closer, he could realize in the fullest detail just how much taller Sirio was already--and hadn't he already thought this last week sometime? Most likely, or maybe that had been Dalia also.. Point being, and confirmation served, that he didn't have to reach so far to get to his level. They were growing quite quickly, all filling out in new ways plus stretching out awkwardly in others, but they did still have a long way to go.

As it would turn out, the motivation for his little outing was not too bad to him. "Oh, of course," he said, as if it had been obvious. "Pretty important stuff then," he nodded sagely and nudged Sirio's shoulders with his snout. "Have you explored the biggest redwoods yet..?" the Wocha asked, half actual inquiry, half a little lure to test his interest in what comprised the outer swatches of their home.