Redhawk Caldera with fire and gold in our eyes.

HAHA sorry sis <33

Lagan awoke from his afternoon nap, to find that it was now way past afternoon. But the sun wasn't down fully yet, which meant it was playtime. Like his twin, Lagan was a bit gloomy after the whole Lucy incident. He was still too scared to stray to far from the den, worried that the monster might come back. But he held a blind faith in his father. He knew Elwood would return with his little black friend, and so he tried not to worry about her. Instead he held his normal bouncy optimism and continued on. For now, he was wide awake, and Lucy was at the back of his mind.

Seeing the familiar shape and color of a wild Liffey looming about at the den entrance, Lagan dropped down to the ground, preparing to lunge. He scooted forwards, scrawny little legs moving ever so slightly until he was close enough to his sister. Then with a butt wriggle, the grey furred boy pounced forwards paws outstretched for Liffey's face. He had no idea that she had been stalking something in the bushes. Unlike her, he held little patience so hunting wasn't one of his strong suits quite yet. Whathre you do Iffy? He lisped, that 'just woke up' spit dripping from his mouth, which he quickly slurped back up into his mouth. He pounced in a quick circle around his twin, batting playfully at every limb, and surely scaring away whatever she'd been stalking.