Nova Peak before i tumble homeward.

Whit nestled back into his toasty little spot in the sun, convinced that he had made his point to his mother and that she would let him be for the afternoon. Soon enough though, he was shown that he was completely wrong in his thoughts for, quite unceremoniously, he was hoisted up by the scruff of his neck and soon flying over the earth at breakneck speed.

The boy was still as he traveled, partly out of instinct, but also because he was just so shocked at what was happening to him. When he was plopped down onto the earth like bag full of sand, he melted down into the ground beneath him and merely looked about. He had absolutely no idea where he was, but oddly it didn't bother him at all. He was more curious than anything, but also more lazy than curious, and so he just sat there and began to sniff at whatever was in the nearest proximity to him.