Dragoncrest Cliffs koute yo

Siblings asleep or otherwise occupied by things more interesting than himself, little Requiem was unperturbed.

He wasn't old enough to go exploring yet. His eyes were open though (that had happened without fanfare and was an acceptable gain); so he sat in the mouth of the den to watch light and shadow chase one-another.

A warm smell touched his nose and he looked out for another sweep, making a little "oooh?" noise as it twitched.