Dragoncrest Cliffs they're singing along with the banjo

Considering the state of all matters lately here upon the cliffs, Dio was quick to heed the summons of their commander much the same. With himself and Eske first and foremost on the note, it gave him a pretty good suspicion of what the nature of the news would be--and he wouldn't stall to learn more if such proved true. While as of late he had been most concerned with patrols and Portia, he knew Thuringwethil had been out now and then, he had scented her paths on his own rounds more than once; quite likely, Heda brought back with her something of interest.

He arrived in good time, glanced at the already assembled Prince, and settled a very careful look upon the commander before he chuffed a low greeting to them both. Deferring with the fall of his ears and stance accordingly, he too was keen to keep distance for now. The pale wocha was certainly not noseblind, and instead well aware.. so with this in mind he would stay light on his feet and ready to shift at a moment's notice. A much too tempestuous time to risk anything until he knew more, he took up a careful watch without a word to wait.

a crummy to get him here