The Sentinels When all you got is hurt

Terance leapt up where he stood, a single bounce with more enthusiasm then he'd ever had. "A advature?!" he said, butchering the word only slightly. "Where to mama? Where to?!" he asks excitedly, ignoring her whisper. He bounded after her, her legs were much longer and moved so much faster than his baby legs-- although the boy was growing fast. When he was at her side he puffed out his chest, walking like a true prince should, his head high and his little tail wagging fiercely behind him.