Noctisardor Bypass The things that stop you dreaming.

Once again Leila responded with great enthusiasm, and Paarthurnax beamed happily. The girl's good mood was certainly an infectious one, and she loped with a happy spring in her stride as she led her young ward in the direction of the warrens she'd spotted in the meadow.

Together they hunted, though the lesson was far from a success. The prey was simply too fast for Leila, who needed to work on perfecting her skills by working with her own senses. Time and training would be on her side, and Paar had great confidence that the youngster would thrive beneath she and Shadow's guidance.

When at last she snagged a young rabbit, Paarthurnax presented it to the juvenile. "A gift," she offered, nudging the limp, still-warm body of her catch in Leila's direction. "Perhaps you'll return the favour some day." She reclined then, content to lay in the sunshine while the youngster helped herself to her prize.