Dragoncrest Cliffs Say it's here where our pieces fall in place

Noting that he'd startled the coywolf despite his best attempt not to, Dacio hung back slightly until he was gestured closer. The young Gona quickened his stride then, stepping alongside his buttermilk comrade to offer a knowing smile in response to his question. "Already there," he said, "just this week."

Dacio held immense pride in the title, and had quietly enjoyed that he'd outdone both of his litter-mates by earning his surname before them. He always refrained from flaunting his accomplishments around them though, as it was easy to see that both Sequoia and Opalia were appropriately sour about being left behind. He felt some guilt in his selfish thoughts, however, now that the former had chose to leave, and hoped he wasn't the cause of that.

"I'm Dacio," he added, and paused to allow his companion time to provide his own name if he chose to. "You came back with Heda?"