Dragoncrest Cliffs there's a whole kingdom that will fit right in your mouth like your own name

On his way over the south-western edge of borderland stretch, the wocha's steps came to a halt and his ears turned eagerly, first to behold the commander's announcement, then pricked up even taller to the howls of Drageda rising to meet hers. A proud joy carried well on the winds and once he could be properly relieved by the good news surrounding Wildfire's litter (finally), he tilted back his head and added his own baritone to the mixture of howls--of congratulations and good will to the family, the pack, and the newest lives for a safe trip here.

With that said, the gold Drakru was back to work and went loping slowly on towards the next landmark. He would meet the new little ones soon enough when the time was right, of that he was confident, but for now, the outskirts were his priority--now all the more with new puppies here to protect.