Dragoncrest Cliffs Lights up on Washington Heights

@Wildfire !!! 

Every day he is a little more glad to be back in Drageda, the lingering memories of his time in that shadowed forest fading bit by bit. He may not have been forced to do anything, but perhaps it is fair to say that living at the edge of danger for nearly a month put a bit of strain on him. More than he'd like to admit. (It was also thrilling in a way he doesn't like to admit -- perhaps next time he can be bolder.)

He is practicing his steps while Cicero's advice is still somewhat fresh in his mind. With the new scars adorning his face Étoille sticks out more than ever, and yet he feels somewhat at ease stepping lightly through the redwood forest. In the snow and light of the cliff, he feels like he can disguise himself a little bit better. His steps remain a little bit off, his size hampering his ability to be featherlight, but with time, he is sure he'll get it. And it's a nice way to pass a lazy day, if nothing else.