Dragoncrest Cliffs To recover his feet on the shining rails of his fate.

hell yes >)

there was a brief moment, before wildfire's departure, rusalka's invasion, and nomi's death that blix had seen dacio as a potential mentee. not necessarily because he reminds her of herself at that age -- she'd been all loudmouth brashness and he seems much more stable, calm -- but because he reminds her a little of a young furi, and if asked, she would easily point to her mate over herself as the superior gona. but, well, then everything went sideways and any thoughts of singling out any of drageda's children to train were shoved aside and subsequently forgotten.

still, she has not forgotten dacio. so few of the previous year's litter remain -- with silkie gone to trigeda, only tux is left of her younger siblings, and he keeps himself largely isolated these days. opalia and dacio, though, they've stuck it out, and she admires that. so when she spots him near hougeda's entrance, coming up from behind, she pauses beside him. "dacio," she greets, and then turns and regards the tableau, noting the thick snowfall with a slightly furrowed brow. "oof, it looks rough out there," she says, "want company on patrol?"