Dragoncrest Cliffs it's a well known fact about you:

Prince had been in his usual routine-- restlessly pacing along the borders, marking them, watching. He wondered if the wolves from Arrille's pack would come, or if perhaps Arrille himself would. The thought of the sandy-legged boy caused his jaw to tighten and his ears to flatten. If he ever saw him again...
Heda's scent pulled him from these thoughts. Prince had been avoiding the higher ranking members of Drageda-- not that it was difficult. He was unimportant for now, and perhaps that was for the better; the incident with the traitor had left him feeling inadequate. The last thing he had wanted was to come here to be a burden. A disappointment. He froze in place the moment the scent hit him, and soon enough Heda was coming into view, towards him.
Without hesitation, the boy lowered his head and posture in recognition of her rank. Heda. Hofli yu laik stanop.