Dragoncrest Cliffs in terms of tacos, she was doing fine

Blix’s confession doesn’t sit well with Furi and by result, she doesn’t know what to say. If Artaax hadn’t been there, there’s no telling where the wolf would have gone. A small part of her is glad it had been Artaax only because the outcome had been successful. The boy may have been shaken, and she had for a day or so, but it’s over. The wolf is dead and cannot harm anyone anymore. He’d crossed the borders and her friend tried to stop him, but he paid for the crime committed.

Thankfully, she gets more information and doesn’t have to awkwardly respond and try to make her feel better. When Wildfire disappeared is when the need kicked in to protect her family and she looks down at her feet briefly, thinking of her brother. They hadn’t found him and as far as she knows, they still haven’t and he’s…

“You can be a stargazer,” she says, shrugging her shoulders a little. Her feet stagger to continue when the features of the dead wolf begin to materialize. Slowly, she eases to the right to avoid walking directly away from it, turning her head to see if her friend follows or not. “You can defend Drageda and still do other things, you know,” she offers with a smile, wondering if she should branch out and learn a few more than boring border patrol.