Dragoncrest Cliffs of anactoria who is not here;

The kittenish arch of Sobo's spine as he backed away from the tide pool spoke of the shock he felt at how cold it was on his soft paws. He settled quickly enough, mollified as much by Loko's brash forward charge as his mother's easy manner around the water. He felt rather like Mireille in that moment; Sobo cast a sympathetic look at his sister, who peeked out from behind a firm brown limb with all the apprehension of a lamb peering at a coyote.

Part of him wanted to stay and laugh with his brother, but his empathy for his sister's uncertainty won out. Sobo went for her, eager to comfort and share his wet paw with her. In the process, the clumsy boy tripped and bumbled directly into Coraline with enough force to pitch her into the tide pool if she was not caught by one of the more responsible adults.