Two Rivers Isle Arthendal, our new home

Pyro led him to Mom, and neither of his parents' voices had reached him through his fear. When they got to more level ground, Vassago pressed between his little brother and his mothers leg. The first seemed worried, and with only a small yip as a warning, Vass was covered in a slopy kiss. A cute little giggle fell through the eldest boys lips, and the corners of his mouth rose up on a smile. He returned Pyro's affections, licking at his brothers cheek and sending a nip or two at ears for payback. Never, though, did his paws move from where he was rooted, and he stayed crouched to keep as much balance as possible. But then all the adults started howling, and they sounded happy: Vassago couldn't help but loose his own higher pitched but luckily strong howl into the air.