Redhawk Caldera Proactive evolution

Lagan nodded when Phox repeated 'under' even though it was a little wrong. The word the pup had spoken was in fact a completely different word all together, but once again, it was close enough for now. Phox started stomping on the ground as hard as he could, making somewhat of a boom sound. He wondered if Towhee would understand that or not, he sort of doubted it. There were a couple more storm words he could try to teach them, so he moved on to the next one.

And you know the bright lines in the sky that crackle? Those are called lightning. LITE- NING. They're pretty aren't they? He said with a smile, looking out into the distance at the dark clouds. The storm was getting nearer, and they should probably take cover soon, but Lagan enjoyed the weather before a storm. It was dark but light at the same time, humid yet dry. And the wind was exciting.