Dragoncrest Cliffs In the cold light of day, we're a flame in the wind.

@Helix, if you've got time? Otherwise AW.  :)

Life was still strange without Dalia and Hougeda was quiet without Bat, but he was getting used to them not being around. He could sense @Portia's sadness and found it somewhat infectious, though he was loathe to wander too far for too long. Of all wolves he knew, it was his mother who he loved most. The ashen Goufa simply didn't know what it was that he felt, nor could he find a way to communicate them.

Dacio wasn't sure if or when his missing family would return or even visit. Everyone seemed to be moping around, himself included, and so he sought some time to be by himself upon noting that his littermates had already settled for the day. The sterling cub ventured from the caverns that late afternoon and trailed through familiar woodland in no particular direction. Nose to the ground, Dacio sniffed at each rock he passed by for any sign of new scents to follow.