Dragoncrest Cliffs i am the sun, all life and days

He stuck close to his nomi and allowed his place to fall towards the rear of the parade. Curiosity struck him – why would his mother bring up the rear of the line instead of heading it? In his young mind, being first was always best. Still, he enjoyed the lefty’s female presence and admired her prowess as she picked her way down the trail.
 
Although his sister seemed keen on frolicking with the other young dragons, Artaax was content on observing them from where he was. Excitement caused his heart to flutter against his ribcage. He didn’t understand the full implications of where his family was headed, but every outing he’d been on thus far always proved to be an exhilarating experience.
 
Their path led them towards a cavern where the strong odor of their pack hung heavily. Artaax’s ears perked, his eager gaze devouring the unfamiliar scenery until he spotted his bright-furred sibling dashing towards someone he didn’t recognize. He spun towards Robin, yipping elatedly to encourage his brother to join him before scurrying ahead towards the other pups. “Gooo!” he laughed as he hurried past them with the hope that they would join in on the other festivities.
 
He bumbled in Tirgatao’s direction, throwing himself near her scruff as he aimed to gnaw on one of her ears. Although he hadn’t the slightest clue who the female was, he was simply delighted that no one tried to deter him from socializing with others.