Dragoncrest Cliffs he has the holy fire of the gods within him

The brief cloudburst animated her, sending Bat into a frenzy of energy that at once delighted and sort of disconcerted her mother. The Goufa galloped about the open space just beyond the caves, splashing in puddles and rolling in the wet grass, all while a bemused Wildfire bore witness.

Eventually, Bat calmed down enough to take notice of her brother nibbling on a rabbit leg nearby. "Silkie!" she cried joyously, pouncing a shimmering blade of dewy grass a few feet in front of him. She followed through with the movement, rump in the air and damp, spiky tail waving as she play bowed. "You need a baf?" she quipped, eyeballing his stained muzzle.