Northstar Vale Shiny toy guns.

Yeah!!! Come on!

Jack bounced with his eagerness, ready to taste some familiarity in having his mother back beneath the trees of Epoch. It had changed since she'd left. It had all changed. The young man had found himself feeling more lonely. He sought the company of whoever would have the patience for him. Arsenio was a frequent target. Reyson was, when he didn't look quite so grumpy.

There's this one you can take with you. It was the first one I made so it's not that great but it's the FIRST.

That had weight, Jack felt. He trotted through the trees of his home, head bobbing.