Sun Mote Copse we're not weird, we just seem like we are.

Geez, this kid. What a damn Blackthorn.

"You're really starting to act like my grandson, young man," Fin commented with a smirk, "You're being very needy, very demanding, and very stubborn about getting over yourself. You are sooooo my bloodline." She reached for him then and gently plucked him up from the ground. She deposited him in between her forelegs and nudged him around until he was facing her, at which point she poked her nose right up against his.

"Now you are gonna hang out with me whether you like it or not, you wriggling fire alarm," Fin informed him, "So cry all you want, but you need to remember that I am bigger than you. And I will give you all the cuddles I damn well please. Now c'mere." And with that, she began to groom him. Take that, child!