Redhawk Caldera Neverland

The cub had intended to wait for a little longer, but the curiosity won over and there he was, staring at the big world above with the shadow still looming over him. What was more, he suddenly felt a gust of warm and humid wind blown directly in his face, therefore he sneezed - a small attempt to fight back. "A-choo!" and after this came another one, and another one. Then he felt like it was quite enough of this air blowing, deciding that it was a good time to stretch his feet and move a little. However this attempt failed - the lack of proportions between his thin and feeble legs and rotund body made him roll on his back. Recognizing the trouble he was in - once again - the boy squeaked.