Heron Lake Plateau Let's give this bad boy a test run.

Why they left the safety of the den, he knew not - but still the boy did not stray far from his mother or his brother, content to remain by their sides for every second he breathed. His brother in particular was usually the one who provided Cinder with a sense of peace (of course, even with the few little arguements they had, if they could even be called arguements). Even now, as his small body was placed gently to the ground, his wandering gaze immediately searched for Tywyll.

His tiny grey tail began to sway at his rear and his eyes glittered until the spat words broke his attention. The pup whined softly, shuffling toward his darker brother and placing himself directly by his side so that their paws lightly touched. He was seeking comfort, but gave Tywyll a look as if to say "I'm not scared."