IV.
Yoshi pouted, and continued pouting as he watched Saki skip past him.
Releasing a small growl, he turned and punched at tree beside him with his tiny fist. When the child found it shook at his prowess, he allowed a small smirk grace his lips. Rage now gone in his small bout of self-therapy, he happily let go of his anger and skipped to where Saki was beginning to lay out the blanket for their picnic.