Silvertip Mountain This will be your task.

The boy felt a sense of small triump when he sucessfully scared the much bigger male. But soon, he grew bored of the little game and waddled back to Oddie. He would be sure to play the boo! game again, when his teeth grew larger and he could scare even his risilient brother too. Resting beside his much smaller sister, he began to chew upon her ear, like he often tried to do with Brother. Adeline, he found, was much too like him to get away with doing such a thing. And it always ended with her rolling atop him. That was never fun. 

He was much to tired now to continue with the fun, and his eyes began to droop ever so slightly. Stoic did not care much about stuff in general, and the world was his bed and playground. He was far to young to consider the fact that this was his mother's land he pranced about. He did not think so much about his father, but often wondered if such thing existed to him. Unlike Oddie, he was unaffected. And he was happy.