Redhawk Caldera Twelve years dungeon.

Lagan was just as thrilled as little Titmouse, at the fact that he could make him smile so big. He'd never seen little screechy look so happy, the kid always seemed to be a'hollerin in agony. Lagan had done a good job. The small pup crawled forwards and nipped at Lagan's nose, the older boy leaned back out of his way, laughing at the pup. Then Titmouse opened his mouth and let out an adorable 'daa-daaa!' of his own which turned into a howl.

With a smile, Lagan opened up his mouth and howled with him. He wasn't thinking about how that might awaken some of the others nearby. He jus wanted to howl with his little dude.