Dragoncrest Cliffs Zircon

Distance erased in a heartbeat and she fit neatly beneath his neck. Naturally he gave himself to the cause, leaning easily against and over her in one smooth motion. When she sprung away, his eyes followed and ears perked up accordingly. "They're slacking already.." he tsked softly through a grin. Although in truth, Sirio would need a lot of opening up before he was guard material. Dalia was probably the better first line of defense--if we're talking logistics of guardianship, of course. "But no really. I'm sure you can appreciate some space," the pale-furred wocha lamented. Those two really, really liked her. He'd always been a little surprised by it--but equal measure relieved that they were not hard to keep close and uncertain what to do with such a notion as a whole.

"Nothing extraordinary today. Things scent-wise are finally seeming all back up to full strength from before the rain, and a few days without anything too weird has been good too." he detailed, not piling her with the mundane details of it since it was pretty far beyond her scope of interests. Plus it wasn't really worthwhile when nothing exciting was to be had. "Which is a relief. And, if all stays well there, it can mean more time for training the goufas." His tail waved, as he had always been looking forward to that new stage in their growth--even if he did not know what his two would pursue exactly, but they were going to grow up well-prepared. Drageda would ensure it.