Moonspear dam

The hide was being moved to-and-fro. The movement didn't register at first, as the boy was watching his father more aptly than the toy, until finally something sparked in him. Urged by Chakliux and having the impatience, and impermanence, of childhood — he launched himself after the object.

First he fell short, and slapped the ground, which had him chuffing a sound close to a laugh. Then he tried again and again and again, sometimes grabbing for it, sometimes missing, and enjoying the movement of his body more than the success of his grapples.