Dragoncrest Cliffs the sirens of titan

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News that the scouting party returned was not a well-kept secret amongst the clan. In fact, Tirgatao had caught a glimpse of them herself while settling down for the previous night, but hadn't felt it was her place to pursue them. She was close with Heda—her future advisor, but that didn't give her express permission to intrude on conversations meant for Heda and her council alone. But she'd rested a little easier knowing Eske et all were back, and safe, beneath the protective boughs of the redwoods.

The morning came early, but Tirgatao was anxious to hear what had transpired. It didn't take her long to arrive—she knew the woods around the lake well, as it provided the scene for her usual haunting grounds. Copper-cast eyes found Heda first; she stood fast and firm between Dio and Eske. She bowed her own head as she made her approach, ears settled comfortably against her ruff, as she took up a place near the Commander, but not so close as distract from the leadership.

She watched as the clan filtered in, expression serene as ever, but there was something unmistakably tense about the usually soft skin around her eyes. Once they were gathered, Heda began, and it took everything Tirgatao had to not visibily flinch at the mention of the kindhearted warrior. The boy. She'd watched him grow from afar and now... she exhaled, reserving any grief she felt for later when it was dark, and she was alone. Wildfire was still missing (as if that wasn't evident from her absence in the meeting) and she stole a furitive glance towards Artaax, Blixen, and Bobby. A large part of her wanted to console them, but she was unsure if, at this age, they would even be accepting of her approach.

It didn't come as a shock that Heda was to join the next party, but she didn't like it. Not so soon after her illness. They couldn't afford to lose her. Not now (not ever). The only thing she could think about was what happened the last time, and how her own inattention had nearly proven fatal. The cliff, the fall... Tirgatao sucked in a breath, steeled herself, and nodded when her name was spoke in connection to Eske. She turned to look upon their Walinda and hoped to convey, in the marked silence of her passive submission, that she would do her best to provide. 

She thought of possibly making mention to take care, considering what happened last time, but she knew better than to assume Heda wouldn't be taking the necessary precautions.