Moonspear It seems like a lifetime ago

the girl was in a mood again, eager for the type of dirty, rough, play-fighting that puppies were best at. she had been exceptionally good of late, and thus harboured a great deal of pent up energy that she intended to spend on assaulting her brother. the girl was growing quickly, though seemed to spend more time growing tall than rounding out, and thus was a lanky, snippy thing. 

it was by chance that she struck her brother's scent early on, and in attempting to locate him found the pale youth instead. deciding that her energy would be much better spent on this stranger than her brother, who would require extra effort to seek out, she launched a silent attack on his hind leg.