Dragoncrest Cliffs You had other plans

at first, portia worried hvitserk had not taking the new lightly. his expression seemed confused and like he was struggling to properly understand it, but, thankfully, after a few heartbeats more, he seemed more than delighted to hear the news. he whined softly, which portia knew meant he wanted more, and she took a few moments to gather some more information as she slid down onto her stomach-- it was more comfortable than standing. 

"well," she began thoughtfully, tucking her paws under her chest in a very feline-like fashion, "i believe i was skayona when you were last here, but i've taken on the role as drageda's fisa." that felt informative, more of a filler than real backstory, it was important to know the ranks-- she thought. "and dio is our wocha, of course, i think you knew that," she added in again as a secondary (though portia liked sharing the news just to remind everyone how much of a power couple she thought they were). "dalia is interested in healing, like a said, i really think you outta seek her out-- i think you two would make good friends--" among other things, but she'd wait until dalia was a little bit older before she began shoving men at her-- or women, who knew "--and maybe you could teach her a thing or two, i'm sure you've learned a thing or two being out in the world."

then, with a sly grin and a dip of her nose, portia added, "and i haven't spoken to dio yet, but i think i might want try have a few more this year... i'd love for you to be around for them."