Dragoncrest Cliffs Un jour viendra

She still lacked the ability to take her focus off of the beautiful flower in front of her. The little girl would be born a naturalist, the dreamer of teh pack with an imagination where the sky was the limit. With her face still stcuk in the plant, Dalia kept smelling the sweet scent over and over again until she felt something off. Whether it was because she heard something behind her, or perhaps it was just the feeling that someone was weatching her.

Dalia was about to pull her head out of the flower until she felt something on her rump, something sharp enough to make her yelp in surprise. The little girl looked like she got electrocuted, she jumped straight up in the air, limbs as stiff as boards. When she landed on her paws again, Dalia quickly swung her head around to see who the heck decided to scare the bajesus out of her.

"Artaax!" she said with a pouty voice as she swatted at the younger boy with a paw, obviously not amused with his rough housing behavior. However, perhaps she would warm up to playing with him should he maybe apologise.