Seaside Moors it will come back

somewhere, somehow, valravn had found a skunk.

at first he had chased after it in joyful romps, and delighted when it turned around to meet him. he thought the way it wagged its tail was weird, and when the skunk hopped up and down on its front legs he grinned, thinking it was a game --

and then he got blasted in the frickin' face by a stream of hostile, acidic liquid. it burned his eyes and nose, curdled his tongue, and had him screaming wailing running all the way back to the den --

where he didn't even realize regin was standing (or squinting, really - val was squinting too, on account of angry rodent juice in his eyeballs) -- unless she side-stepped nice and pretty, valravn was about to run full bore into her.