Dragoncrest Cliffs She sets the city on fire

[table width=80%][tr][td]Sirio, while surely comfortable and happy with snuggles and kisses n a dark cave all day, liked the idea of the outside world. He had been caught staring at it every now and then; the opening, so much brighter than the rest of their small yet also big den. He almost had no clue how big their den really was - he had no other places to compare it to. That was, until mother ushered him and his sister out the den into the open where the little man almost froze in place at first. The sand and rock tingled and it smelled... not-home here. He peeped and whined the first few minutes of his time outside, following mother with a tail between his legs and somewhat-floppy ears pressed tightly against his comically large head. Blue eyes tried to deceiver what everything was, but to no avail. Everything was blurry and it was all just a mess of roughly coloured blobs.

When they got nosed toward something, Sirio couldn't help but stay still stuck in place - forcing his mother to simply push him to where she could keep an eye on him. Finally there, he hid around mother's legs, bumping into them every now when he wasn't paying full-attention. Above him, he heard strange noises that did not make sense to him just yet and he couldn't help but whine. This was no place for him - couldn't they just go back home?[/tr][/td][/table]