Dragoncrest Cliffs fall apart twice a day

oh. dalia wanted to ask her what was wrong, her mother's undeniable desire to be nosy poking through. but if she wanted to keep her mind off of things, maybe she didn't want to talk about it. dalia minded her manners and stayed quiet, merely nodding. "i understand," the freckled yearling said softly, offering blixen a nudge to the shoulder. and then, nose twitching, she looked over her herbs thoughtfully. "you can come with me?" she said hopefully. there wasn't much else to be done but... dalia was lonely, that was for sure, and she enjoyed her cousins company.

"did you hear?" dalia asked, snipping the final dandelion from the bunch, scooping them up in her jaws, "portia is pregnant, so we're going to have more puppies to look after." she shot her friend a smile, tail wagging. wildfire had already had her litter, so they'd maybe be at a good age by the time portia's puppies arrived.