He was getting bigger, his speech was getting better and one day he hoped to be big and strong like his father. He also wanted to have that gift his father had for always knowing the right thing to do. In the moment though the agouti cub was having trouble getting a good hold on the stick he was chewing on. It had slipped more than once already and he was just about to give it up when he caught sight of movement among the trees.
Looking up he watched the place and saw that it was Nauja, he wondered what she was doing. Maybe she would let him come along, it would be much better than unsuccessfully chewing his stick. Picking himself him he ran after her, “Jaja,” he called still having trouble saying her name. Elyan continued running after her until he had caught up since she was only walking it wasn't too hard for the Myrddin boy to close the distance. “What are you doing?” He asked once he was level with her hock.