Butterfly Dreams

The child had gotten a stomach bug of sorts, but thanks to his papa the little boy was feeling better. The little one was about half a year old now, and in the prime of his puppyhood. Now that he was feeling better his energetic nature had returned to him. The little one had left the den, the fur on his back having darkened as he grew older. He felt happy, though he knew he needed to make up for lost time with his siblings, and his parents as well! He needed to spend more time with all of them and, more importantly, decide where he was going with his life. He was mainly interested in learning to heal and fight… but he knew hunting was important too.

Enlil had moved out of the den, making sure to reassure his father that he was feeling a lot better before he started off through Ivalice lands. His heart was light, his golden gaze shining as the innocent soul searched for one of his siblings. He wanted to get back in touch with them first. His little paws lead him onward, his tail swishing thoughtfully back and forth. Ears perked forward, getting easily distracted by the fluttering wings of a butterfly. With an excited bark Enlil want scrambling after it. Perhaps his siblings could wait a little longer… maybe if he was gentle he’d even have a present for one of them! Ohhh… or maybe he could show his daddy! Enlil felt more excited. This time he was going to do his very best to be gentle!