Dragoncrest Cliffs If we jump together, at least we can swim.

There was a certain emptiness within Dacio that he couldn't explain. To reunite with Dalia only to learn that she wasn't coming home to stay had left him not only feeling entirely sorry for himself, but also incredibly bitter. It was not in his nature to be angry; he was the boy whose tail rarely ceased its jovial wagging, who loved everyone and embraced every opportunity to play. Losing his big sister hurt, and seeing @Portia so miserable made him feel far worse.

He relied heavily on his mother to comfort him, as Dacio's bond with his yearling sibling had been a strong one. Unaware of Drageda law, the ashen Goufa clung to his hope that Dalia would change her mind and make their family whole again, or at the very least come visit them.

His decision to maintain distance between his littermates seemed like a smart one. While his relationship with Opalia was a rocky one, @Sequoia was very much a mystery to him. Still, the latter sister was the safest option when it came to seeking affection and he sought that evening, wandering the dark hollows of Hougeda with one of his beloved feathers held firmly between his teeth. A peace offering, of sort, or perhaps an attempt at reaching out to remind her that he was there for her if she needed him - for surely Sequoia missed Dalia just as sorely as he did.