Blacktail Deer Plateau we can make the ground shake

Grimlock ran after the little girl, leaving Peregrine to stand there, smiling to himself as he watched the cousins play. Although it didn't sit well with him that his nephew had left home at such a young age, he felt Grim could (and would) do well here. He was with family who would care for and look after him, even though he probably thought he didn't need it. Though that's the last kid I take on, he mused, frowning thoughtfully as he wondered why it was that youngsters in particular seemed to be flocking to the plateau lately.

Oblivious to her father's musings, Osprey fled from the oncoming Grimlock, glancing over her shoulder only to give a piercing scream when she saw him gaining on her. She ducked her hindquarters even lower, as if her butt itself was trying to evade her cousin's tap. All the same, she felt the gentle swat of his paw against her bottom and she dug her paws into the earth and whirled. She'd learned the rules a bit better since her bungled game with Amelie and she now happily chased after Grimlock with all the bloodthirsty ferociousness she could muster.