Dragoncrest Cliffs and build a lego house.

So, I try to play Artaax like an actual child and I'm sorry

Artaax was ignorant to his sister's discomfort as his gaze bored straight into hers. His hackles prickled along his spine in instinctive response to her irritation, but still he craned his neck to get a good look. Her eyes had not progressed as his had. They were an odd shade, not nearly as vibrant and perfectly identical shades of one another. Which was not saying much, he considered not so generously. Something drove him to not look away in this exchange, and instead he pressed suddenly forward to slap a lick upon her muzzle and offer a happy wag of his tail in an effort to diffuse the situation.

The arrival of Bobby delayed his explanation as to why he was so thrilled about eyeballs. He glanced quickly away from his sister to peer into the woods as he heard the crashing sound that spoke of his approach. Artaax stepped protectively in front of her only seconds before Bobby appeared, dashing recklessly towards them. He braced himself for impact, but the only one he received came in the form of a splash of water all across his pallid face. He shook himself, sending droplets flying, as Bobby fixed them both with a happy smile, and Artaax found his temper flaring.

"Bobby!" he snapped with a growl, "We was talking! You're so stupid!" His lips peeled back in a snarl as he stepped towards his brother, his annoyance clear as his tail lashed across the air behind.