Dragoncrest Cliffs Welcome

She gasped. "You will looooooove it den when de summer comes!" she gushed. The migration of monarchs brought swarms of them to the lake near the Roja den. If Rykor liked butterflies enough to name one of his kids after them, then she felt absolutely certain he would be absolutely mindblown by how many butterflies came to their territory in the summer. 

"Our home is furt'er ahead, near dat line of trees you see at de edge of de meadow. But we'll go dis way, so you can see de pond first." She said, guiding their course along as they made their way through the meadow. "De Roja den is dis way, too. Dat be where our Gran'mot'ers live. Dey used to be de leaders of de pack," She said. "Now, dey are Ruby. Dey know everyt'ing about...Everyt'ing!"