Neverwinter Forest yeah, it's the candle, yo it's uh

finín glared very hard at this beast with the whimsical rubies between the shuttering of rapid blinking, still quite enjoying the odd sensation of ordering about the muscles that controlled his eye's personal veils. gummy jaws shift open and shut, determined gurgles loosing a declared "blup" as he inches closer despite the protesting mutterings of all too easily tired out muscles. but then- as he slug rolls closer to the paint splattered intruder, blurry look catches ahold of the streaming light framing his figure and dappling their den, now that was where he wanted to go. but before he could so much as begin to attempt clambering over the lump of caerus' paw sitting smug in his way, a startled cry jolted from his squirming self as he was pulled back into the familiar darkness. 

disconcerted and frustrated, finín thrashed at his momma's side, refusing to be lured by the familiarity of comforting scents as he wailed his discontent at such treatment.