Dragoncrest Cliffs hope you grow, i hope you grow too

Opalia seemed to welcome the challenge, and Dacio did his best to dominate her. He braced himself for her attacks and moved in to strike without much thought, but he was too caught up in the heat of the moment to worry about his lack of precision. That was the purpose of this gathering, after all: for the Commander to study the cubs and aid them on their journey to becoming young warriors.

Tongue lolling, he ceased his advance on his blonde sibling to regard the leader as she spoke out. His pale eyes rested on her, following her movement as she lowers to settle a short distance away. There's something regal about the proud arch of her graceful neck and he watches with admiration as she straightens herself, then welcomes the youngsters to rally to her. Dacio hesitates, his dark ears twitching as he glances around in time to see Tux take the lead and spring forth.

His litter-mate follows and, eager not to be last, Dacio pursues her closely and veers to Blixen's side where he ducks his muzzle toward his chest and prepares to butt his head to her ribcage.