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

His dark tail continued to sway and he smiled brightly, making to look excitedly toward each of the other juveniles before blinking up curiously at Mallaidh. Charcoal ears pressed forward to listen eagerly for what she had to say, and while she held his attention he stole a glance at the forest around them to sneakily aid in choosing his hiding spot.

The two-toned Gona turned away then, and the children scattered at once. Dacio bolted into the woods, cirling around trees and boulders as he tried to find the perfect place to hide, and felt that luck was on his side as he hurriedly squeezed himself into a hollowed log and hunkered down to wait.