Dragoncrest Cliffs more scar tissue than muscle memory

A crooked smile flashed across her ruddy face. "I don't know," she admitted, "it was different. It was home. It was you." Her lips pressed together as she scanned the cave behind them now, eyes still a little uneasy. Her gaze eventually wandered back to her mate. "I'm sure the same thing will happen here. It'll become the exception. It'll be home." Hoping that sufficed, Wildfire stretched out her snout to nuzzle the commander's neck. She actually wasn't sure how quickly or even if she would get totally used to it but, well, she could do the whole fake-it-'til-you-make-it thing.

Turning now to stare at the rather breathtaking views, Wildfire declared softly, "New Drageda..."