Dragoncrest Cliffs filtered through the interstices

Unwinding from it all had not been something the wocha could rush. Once he had settled back in and managed to shake the worst of the tension coiled tight in his every nerve, he had finally slept a great sleep. 

Only problem had been waking up afterward. As such, he had spent the hours in a haze, recovering.. laying low, minding injuries. He found he had to remind himself that it was done with finally, and now all that was left was to mend, then resume their proper standing here upon the Cliffs. He didn't have much energy to spare for much more than this right now, anyway, and was already peeved by how long it was taking him to start to bounce back.

Now, though, after taking care of a full bladder, he was already up, out, and loitering a short distance from the cave's entrance. Granted, he wasn't going anywhere fast as his stiff muscles resisted him every inch of the way, but he wanted to insist that some motion would do him some good on that front. He grit his teeth and moseyed on, wanting only to focus on how good it was to be back among his family and to smell sea on the wind again, not miles south of here at Blackfeather's strange bloodied forest.

@Portia (& @Dalia too if you wanna) <3