Dawnlark Plains i wanna be where the people are!

Now to be fair, Pema was probably just doing what she thought Eventide would have enjoyed. Any other bubbly babbling baby would have been ecstatic to recieve a nice little raspberry on the tummy, but Eventide was about as far from bubbly as a toddler could get. He was a fierce warrior in training, even if his only practice thus far had been against his own shadow.

Once Pema's snout made contact with Eventide's skin, he lashed out with as loud a growl as he could muster in an attempt to get her to stop. This game wasn't fun anymore; he wanted her off!