Blackfeather Woods Just gotta get out, just gotta get right outta here

As he hung from his mother's mouth, Nikai did not bother much, naturally falling into a non-fussy state as he swung from left to right gently. Occasionally he would bat a paw at Keoni or Witchhazel, if they would pass him by, but for the most part he was quiet. He had his tantrums but overall, Nikai was not a very fussy child, slow and simple, so far.

White dots were beginning to appear around his eyes now as a premise of what was to come, and his chin was also white. "Abboo?" he asked, his tone soft and like there wasn't a care in the world, while he watched the road they were taking, dangling from left to right, gently.