Traydon River

This river is famously known for its fish!

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The tri-colored wolf/husky fae had come down from Ice Mountain, feeling far better rested now. Her fur was still patchy on her face, but the blisters were gone, and the scars all that was left of that wretched encounter. But the cat was dead, and her mother had allowed for her to rest. The adult wolf/dog padded along under the watchful eye of the mixed dragon that was her mother's.

Indeed, Chromium circled overhead with his own daughter close at hand. Lithium was an adept flyer, so certainly he kept her along, still teaching her as much as he could.

Draga glanced skyward momentarily, huffing slightly. She didn't need to be baby sat, but then again, she still wasn't fully healed. Her curled tail bobbed back and forth as she padded along, green eyes scanning the area ahead. Indeed, if she had been anyone else, the young trio would not have been anything worth her time. However, the Tigre's scent caught her attention first. Draga moved towards the trio, green eyes narrowing slightly as she got closer. Her ears pressed forward, tilting her head slightly as she watched them. "Hm... Isn't it a bit late for three youngsters like yourselves to be about?" she said, her words seemed friendly enough, but it was clear friendliness was not in her repertoire. Observant as Draga was, she could tell something was different about the two wolf pups, just unable to place it at the moment.

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