"She is not," Felih huffs in protest, pouting slightly. "I'm keeping her like the others." They're practically the closest thing he has to children, and he can't help but be protective of them all. Sasha, meanwhile, obliviously continues to snuggle and play, enjoying the attention. At this rate, she'll be acclimated to humans in no time.

"Besides, I am considering actually gifting her to Alphinaud. Assuming he isn't scared witless of her," he says with a laugh. "He needs a proper mount- and one that can battle, preferably. But that's for later- for now, she'll grow, and I'll tend and train her. Hopefully this time Rhok won't fuss like a kit about sharing a tent with a baby."