Dragoncrest Cliffs Bonfire heart

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The borders seemed like his best bet, as well as the option that he was most likely to select. It would take longer to find the male, perhaps, but at least then he wouldn’t be at risk of walking in on something that he had no interest in seeing, or having his call answered by someone he didn’t want to meet. He gave a stiff nod after making his decision, though made sure that the description of Portia’s—she was the healer, right?—den was committed to memory; whilst he would likely search the borders for Dio, having knowledge of where the healer—he was, like, pretty sure he was thinking about the right wolf—resided might come in handy someday.

Xan was relieved when no more questions were asked of him, and even more so when the Bandrona excused herself. He said nothing until she had turned to leave, her departing form having served as a reminder for him to speak. “Yeah, I’ll see you around, too,” he rushed out, wanting to make sure he was heard before she got too far away. Once she could no longer be seen, he glanced around before altering his direction, then headed off towards the borders to begin his search.

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