Dejah smiled before she leaned down and lovingly stroked Martin's back and praised him softly. "Well done little one, you did so well!" Dejah rubbed the tip of her nose against Martin's snout before she kissed the top of his head and leaned back.

"They are indeed - strong fighters already," Dejah pursed her lips as she contemplated his question. "Hm...well we've conquered our fear of the sand, it seems," she chuckled. "We could explore the water?"

Dejah leaned down and playfully tickled her fingers against Martin's belly. "Or are we hungry?" She teased.