Dragoncrest Cliffs Un jour viendra

Dalia sat quietly where she was, on the outside of the community den where the sun warmed her fur, though it was barely rising. She was an early bird to say the least, she enjoyed sleeping, but something within her stirred with curiosity. And with this curiosity, the little girl gently lifted herself from her mother and brother before heading out towards the cave entrance. She wanted to see something new, something that caught her attention. Perhaps, this was a new friend, or maybe, just something even more amazing.

What caught her eyes were the plants and bugs and everything she could possibly take in. Her shoudlers were hunched as she leaned down to gently brush her nose against a leafy plant, feeling the dew splatter onto her nose, making Dalia withdraw to give an adorable little sneeze. She then got up as quieltly as a puppy could to inspect this plant further before relaizing something even prettier was on top of the plant. It was a flower that had long, yet very soft white petals. It was a glacier lily, something that caught the cherub's attention. Dalia liked the brightly colored ones too, but this white flower, something about was magnetic to her.

Gently, as if one wrong touch would shatter it, Dalia booped her nose into the center of the flower and breathed in gently, almost amazed by the sweet smell the flower had.