Dragoncrest Cliffs Corona

a puptato for u!

the first to greet tante chacal upon her arrival was little jadou. hardly more than a lump of flesh, he could not exactly do very much to garner her attention or greet her, but he feels her presence by way of the shift in the air.
seeing as how he was presently curled up against his mother's armpit, he rolls emphatically away and wriggles between his siblings, climbing over their bodies with his tiny, unsteady gait. he, of course, then proceeds to tumble down onto his side, melodramatically spasming in response. he is fine, of course — though perhaps it may draw a wink of concern from the guardians.