Dragoncrest Cliffs i found the rooms between the violence of comets

The snow had picked up and the winds packed and wicked bite, taxing his attempt at patrol for all it was worth. His trips out in anything like this (especially while he was still on the mend) were kept short anyway, and as such, he was on his way back to the cave when the call rose up to gladly give him more reasons to head in that way. Since he was still favoring his shoulder quite a bit, he gingerly eased up into a faster trot and it did ache with certain steps, but it was worth it to get out of this weather sooner.

When he pressed past the threshold, the cavern was immediate relief. He shook the excess snow accumulation from his coat before delving in any further, where he lowered and moved slowly to go greet the commander and Tirgatao at once. They were comfortable company for him and now with all this Blackfeather matter set behind them, he was content to share times like these--tending to home, where they always had enough going on to keep them busy. Near the mightily trusted few, at attention, he settled down to groom at his chilly paws now that he was somewhere dry.