Luneshale Pass Immerse the baby's head

No words need to be exchanged for Delos to understand; it's his turn to hunt the insects. This time properly.

Beginning with a raised paw, he hesitates. That isn't quite right. Crouching down instead he lunges forward to snap at the bug the way he had watched Soto do - though with the hopes of catching it. The bug is too quick and he instead earns a mouth of empty water, but Delos seems happy nonetheless. Bastards. He spits out the word at the escaping water bugs, a bit too young to understand the irony.

The sky is growing dark behind the clouds, Delos deciding that means he should return home. Hopping back into the stream, he makes his way across swiftly this time.