Barrow Fields love 'em and leave 'em

Dingo Crestwood. That sounded so very regal and foreign compared to the names she knew. He was instantly familiar as he slid up alongside her, and she could feel her skin flush beneath her fur. Something about his tone made her a twinge nervous, but she brushed it aside. What was there to be nervous about? Bless your heart, Sequoia. You've got no idea what you're doing.

Drageda can be exciting, she replied, resisting the urge to step away from him. He was probably just chilly. His winter coat hadn't come in yet. What kinda trouble? she asked. She had never really gotten into trouble, except maybe that time she'd left with Kiwi when Helix had wanted them to talk or whatever. And sure, she and Kiwi ran around being kinda rude, but it was only when others started snooping around what they were doing or being annoying.