Dragoncrest Cliffs don't forget to pick up what you sow

Aminthe was ecstatic to be the center of her older siblings' attention. She looked to each one as they spoke to her, never ceasing her chewing of the rabbit ear. It was growing soggy between her teeth, something that intrigued the seastar. She wondered how much more the texture would change the longer she chewed. 

Her brothers and sister spoke of the cliff and some kind of business, and she was content to chew on her present. But when Mireille placed her paws over her ears, she dropped the ear and looked up at her with a puzzled look. 

She would wiggle free and run up to each sibling and nip at their paws. She could feel the excitement, even if she didn't know why they felt that way.