Dragoncrest Cliffs poured myself a plate of chocolate milk

Bat recoiled instinctively, a foreleg tucked against her chest as her hindquarters sank toward the ground in a defensive crouch. But she didn't run away. She simply stared at the felled creature, not sure what to do. Sequoia seemed to be in the same predicament. Ephraim, however, saw his opportunity and pounced.

He missed. The felled swoopie flopped violently out of his reach, leading Ephraim away into the darkness in pursuit. Bat blinked after him, licking her lips as she continued to deliberate. Should she go after him or leave her friend to his chase?

She suddenly remembered Sequoia and unfroze her limbs to pad over to the other young girl. She offered a nudge, then said, "Well... wanna try to find the way home?"