Dragoncrest Cliffs don't carry nothing but the righteous and the holy

Grayday ducked his head in acknowledgement of the names the women gave. "Pleasure to have met you, Heda, Blixen. Be well," he said simply, giving one last wag of his tail before turning to depart - and knocking straight into Easy. "Sorry, doll," he said under his breath, catching the girl's tail in his mouth as she began to lead the way back home.

"Bye!" she called over her shoulder, taking one last look at the pair. What a strange pack! So solemn! The girl wondered if all packs were like this, and only Morningside was fun. Maybe they were just nervous to meet strangers. Turning her attention back to the route ahead, she mulled over all that she had learned of their neighbors, and wondered what might come of their short meeting.