Dragoncrest Cliffs even if the topic feels like science class

she's never seen bat look so hyped up -- for her, anyway. it's pretty charming. how productive it is will be another story (blix can't help but worry a little for her seemingly lazy sister). for now at least she has bat's attention. "the graveyard's where we bury our wolves when they die," she answers, "a tribute is like -- a thing you do to celebrate something. their memory in this case, yeah?" smiling she taps the ground with her paw, pushing the budding flowers forward -- they're still young and tender, but hopefully soon the garden will start to look like a proper garden once again.