Redhawk Caldera there is a divinity that sleeps inside your scars

When the woman said she was new, Lagan rolled his eyes playfully. Well duh I figured. He said sarcastically, then grinned. Feeling safer now that he knew she was part of the pack, Lagan bounded closer to her, his downy silver tail flapping up behind him. Maybe the boy was too trusting, or maybe he was just very confident, but before his adventure it would've been likely that he would've run to meet her before even knew her name. At least now he had a little bit of sense to ask who she was before being all friendly.

I'm Lagan, my mama and papa are Elwood and Finley. D'you know them? He asked, proud of his parents, he always loved to parade their names about like trophies.