Silvertip Mountain A new phase.

They needed names? How had he forgotten that? He watched Zaria eat as he thought about it. He stared at the little moving blobs of fur, seeing their eyes were blue but not realising how important it was that their eyes were open. That such a life changing move could be so unimportant to the parents around them; it was an odd narrative to go down. He looked at the two boys and thought about his family traditions. "How about Stoic and Solemn, for the two that look the same?" he said, gleefully.

Then something happened, a numbing sensation appeared around the right side of his face, causing the next few words to become mumbled and difficult to say. "And-e-line and Olli-ette for." He just stopped, he couldn't even pronounce the next few personality traits that he had tried to say, instead random words had manifested as he had struggled to move his mouth. He shook his head in complete confusion, a little scared, but now it was wearing off.

With a smile at Zaria - one that moved both sides of his face - he tried to pretend nothing had happened at all. Maybe she hadn't noticed, and besides he was fine now. He moved his mouth again to be sure the numbing sensation had gone. "You like?" he said, waiting for a response before announcing his departure. He decided he needed to stop by the medical supply and just sample a few delights. "I'll be back in a bit, just off to grab you some more food."

With a lick to his wife's face he carefully stepped out of the den, avoiding the moving creatures, and headed off to find the herbs and food.