Cai rattled the toy again, its ringing noise making his rather wolfish ears prick in surprise. Her smiled, entertained, enjoying what the young toddler saw as music. It was nice to not have to hide his wolf features anymore, like he used to do back home. The swung it even harer, giggling happily and looking at Shepeard.
Sylvia was walking alongside the stroller, as if she wer on a tighrope, her hands outstretched for ballance. "Ouchie..." her little brother heard her say as she fell once more off her but scrambled to catch up with Leo, who was pushing the stroller in which his son and Cai were sitting. Sylvia had always been so excited to see the world, to learn to walk, to talk... she could almost speak English like any other toddler who was born in America. The boy watched her for a few moments before returning his attention to the toy.
"Where are we going?" he heard his sister ask to blonde adult, but he didn't pay any mind. They were probably going to the park of something.
