Two Rivers Isle Mother, grab the camera!

Pyro's focus follows aunt Aero like a pointer, landing on a wildflower at the base of a tree not too far away. The sight excites him, and he runs to take a closer look. There were many flowers, many colors, and all of them were so marvelous!

Dark ears swivel back at Aeronwyn as she speaks, and his head follows with a smile. "Blue," he adds, and turns to look back at the flower curiously. He nudges it with one paw carefully, and giggles at the way it springs back into shape.