Dragoncrest Cliffs Freedom can numb you, when there's no place to run to.

Unlucky for a sleepy Dalia, Dacio's energy supply had been fully re-stocked. After pawing at his sister's sterling flank enough to rouse her from her daytime nap, he sat back to impatiently await her to look in his direction. When she did, he beamed up at her, baby blue eyes alight with joy.

She spoke to him, and he cooed with an excited "rurrurooo," before lurching forward onto his paws. Tail swishing merrily, the boy thrust his darkened muzzle against Dalia's shoulder before rearing onto his hind limbs. He pushed at her, eager to play-fight despite her obvious advantage of size.