
Porter looked over his shoulder, he was almost certain his mother wasn't pursuing him, but he still had to check. It wasn't as if she cared if he went out on his own anyways. Porter liked to pretend he was sneaking off, it helped him feel like his mother did care. The small Wilwarin boy had never really gone very far though, just into one of the forests.
"Time for an ad-benture" he proclaimed as he jumped onto a fallen tree and walked across it. Once he had conquered that log he continued on, jumping on rocks and making lots of noise.