Mina finds Jakin by the breeding rooms. The grey kit - the one he named Thunder - is perched on a pile of books. "Jakin, what are you doing?" she says, exasperated. "They shouldn't be outside their room!" "It's fine," Jakin says, and grins. "Looks, I'm training her." He turns to the kit and raises a finger. "Thunder, sit!" The kit sits. "Jump!" She leaps to his arm, clinging on and counterbalancing with her long tail. Mina folds her arms, unimpressed. "And what happens when she runs away?" "She won't!" At which point, of course, Thunder does precisely that. Jakin stares after her, horrified, while Mina indulges in one of her best "I told you so" stares before they start the chase.