Shadewood You turn nouns into verbs

Life was good for the little Valour. He had his momma and papa and his favorite person in his tiny world so far, Bronwen. Yet he thirsted for more. His small undeveloped brain had begun to notice that papa and momma weren't always around, he realised they went somewhere but the question was where? He wanted to know the answer, he wanted to go where they did so badly. 


Today the desire was stronger than ever and he was nearly vibrating with energy as he felt his mother lick his fur "nanana!" he protested and wriggled, his little legs coming up underneath him. He stood for all of two seconds before realising something was up. Startled he plopped his butt down and quite suddenly his eyes popped open in time for him to blink and turn to look at his mother in a very questioning way. It would probably seem strange that he wasn't affected by the sudden ability to see but Valour felt he had always known everything around him anyway. He tested the feeling of his paws underneath him against the hard floor of the den and stood, wobbling and swaying as he lifted a paw and took his first steps.