Duskfire Glacier take a look around you and get a good whiff

Developmental age: 3.5 human years (@Meerkat maybe if you'd like to use this as a sitter/coaching thread?)

 



Siku had wandered just beyond the stone walls, drawn out into the light by the way it played hide and seek between the clouds. The air was cooler now,  though this was a fact that was vaguely noted in the pup's mind. He soon found his attention scattered like the leaves across the ground, his focus redirected to chasing after them as they skittered along across the stones and pine needles in time to the sound of the wind brushing through the trees. 

Again, his eyes -- which were taking on more of a diluted hazel color these days rather than the smoky blue of his earlier childhood -- darted to a new and fascinating object as it danced into his peripherals. A small, striped lizard with a tail more vibrant than the sky! (A blue-tailed skink though Sikuliak had no way of knowing.) He raced after it, even as it scurried away from him, barking jubilantly as he stumbled along over too big paws. 

The merle, whose navy-tinted spots were beginning to darken, soon backed the poor reptile into a corner. He pressed his sniffer in close to get a good whiff and bam! It latched onto his dark gums, causing poor Liak to recoil with a scared squeal. The Pi promptly began to race back to the nearest guardian, yipping with his tail tucked between his stubby legs the whole way.