After being adopted by Durpleton and named "Stabby," he decided to stay with the pack; he seemed to be getting used to it.

You were part of the pack, you were having lots of adventures, and it was all very entertaining. You didn't even mind having a huge lizard in the group out of nowhere; you'd even gotten used to seeing it hanging off Durpleton.

Very rarely did you notice how his gaze crossed with yours or sometimes he would try to break free from Durpleton's grip in order to get closer to you. You didn't care, after all it didn't seem to be doing any harm...

A camping trip before continuing the search for new soldiers for the war. They were all setting up camp after much persuasion to convince Caballo to let them. You wandered off a bit to sleep; the others were already asleep. You were the only one awake, or so you thought. You heard a low hiss as you curled up on the grass. You looked up for a moment and saw... Stabby! Wow, what a scare! If he were like everyone else in Centaurworld, he'd be less frightening.