Dawnlark Plains Welcome to your new home

Whoops, here is Grayday, galumphing through the plains as he struggles to reach the call in a timely manner. He was probably sleeping or something dumb like that. The Dice say he is limping a little because he got his paw caught on a rock, but he's fine.

Grayday limped toward the darkish blur that was his son and... someone else, his gait becoming more steady as he came closer. "Hey," he barked, tail wagging high above his back. "Who's your friend?" He was delighted to find that it was a girl friend - it was high time Sunny start looking for more of those. Grayday had always liked Sorrel for him, but now that that wasn't happening, it was good he was looking in other places.