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

He warmed to her quickly, and shed his initial uncertainty as though it had never existed. When a stranger managed to make Dacio forget his wariness, the ashen Goufa was swift to reveal his inquisitive, talktative nature. His soft gaze beamed up at Helix' raven features to accompany the broad smile on his muzzle, though he never quite met the amber of her eyes.

With excitement coursing his veins, the silver cub nodded enthusiastically and loped in the direction of the cavern that seperated their forest from the shore. "Do you like birds?" Dacio asked, his tail swinging cheerfully between his rear limbs as he peered curiously over a peppered shoulder. "I think owls are my favourite! Mother said they prefer the night time, though."