Dragoncrest Cliffs i know you want my thunder

picked up like a little feather, sobeille squealed in delight as she was propped between chani and astera. her head bobbed as both swam arrestingly into view. 

with no command over language just yet, all she could muster in response was a parroted YON! before a flower was held in front of her. 

sobeille’s eyes widened in gluttonous interest. she had never wanted for anything more than how she pined for that flower. reaching her little paws in front of her, sobeille screamed in the universal shriek that was toddler speak for ‘gimme!’.