Noir too was good at dancing. Whenever the girl moved from one place to the next, no matter how insignificant the distance, she danced. On two limbs or four, Noir danced from dawn to dusk. Right now she was not. Her movement was forced and lashed by a mental whip. Noir had taken a Babybabyduck out for a walk and now it was gone. The Babybabyducks were not like Babyduck. Babyduck had always followed her and none else, but the babybabyducks mostly followed Babyduck. Noir thought they could be trained, and for a while she was certain that Babybabyduck was following her, but the next thing she knew now was that she was all alone and that she had lost a grandbabybabyduckchild. It was horrible and tears were already fresh and apparent in her golden eyes. What would her dearest Babyduck say if she returned without its baby. What if some predator came and ate it! The thought caused black dots to dance before her eyes and a whimper sounded as tears finally started to roam down her pale face. She had jogged about for a good ten minutes before she noticed a canine’s form in a clearing. Light dribbled down on the young male’s body and she decided that he was an angel wolf. ”HELP, Babybabyduck has disappeared and I can’t find it!” the girl wailed as she ran right at him and nuzzled her body against his chest to find comfort. The Aniwayan was older, but sadly not wiser than the younger version.