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

Fading here.  :)

Dalia moved in again, sitting up to loom over him, but he was far from intimidated. The ashen cub eyed his big sister with a mischievous glint in his eye, waiting until she pressed her nose to his exposed belly before wriggling to better position himself to strike her.

In his excitement, he made to connect her milk teeth to the sterling yearling's tufted cheek, but his aim was poor and he missed entirely. His mother stepped beyond the den mouth in time to notice, and barked out to scold him for his roughness. Dacio regarded her briefly with a confused blink, before he returned his focus on Dalia to attack her again - this time to smother her in affectionate kisses and nibbles.