The Sunspire got up before dawn, went down to the racetrack

gelman! he likes the word, though whether he will remember to tell papa about it remains to be seen. (most likely: yes). more importantly she thanks him for his gesture and he wriggles, pleased with himself and making a series of happy chirps that he's more or less picked up from his singer of a sister. she does a cool trick his eyes can barely follow but he gets the gist, amazed when the wing comes soaring back down in front of him. so amazed, in fact, he falls completely backwards, his little legs sticking out. 

okeanos scrambles to his teensy paws, nodding enthusiastically. he grabs the wing, letting it crunch under his baby teeth, and tosses his head back like wraen had. the wing flops across his face, sending him onto his back for the third time, where this time he remains rather like an overturned turtle, waving his little legs enthusiastically. "wo!!!" he cries, the sound ambigous if it's happy or sad (though he certainly looks fine).