Dragoncrest Cliffs In the cold light of day, we're a flame in the wind.

The puppy shrinks a bit and she continues her stare, though it softens the longer she looks at him. The other two puppies—she assumes his sister—had been so well mannered that it is not a surprise he is too. Portia and Dalia have done well with their brood. Heda’s own children have been through a rocky start, it seems, and she is not surprised in their personalities either.
 
Uncertain this child’s level of her native tongue, she decides to give it a go: “What are you doing?”