Dragoncrest Cliffs don't bend over in the garden, granny, you know them taters got eyes

Too absorbed in trying to figure out what was afoot here and how it might pertain to her, she didn't see Sequoia turn her nose up to the gathered bunch. Instead, Opalia had settled into her own spot. Introductions followed after a pause, but she was too busy looking from wolf to wolf to find it awkward. Hei. I'm Opalia, she added with a short, sharp little nod since the boys had their bases covered already, names and all. While she knew her brother spent time with the dark older boy, maybe the golden goufa didn't realize to what entire extent yet.

Eager to find out what brought them all together (was the watering hole always this popular?) right here and now, she decided to chime in again. What're ya doing? All here? she asked, passing a curious glance over them each. Mallaidh most definitely though, and she really wanted to pin her mismatched eyes on Dacio too just in case he might know something she didn't.