Hideaway Strath all of us speak with different tongues

After a few moments of tugging and pulling, Roarke lets go abruptly. So much so that she staggers and stumbles back and lands in a heap on the ground. But! The bone is hers. She’s clenched so hard that she’s dug grooves into it with such sharp teeth and she’s ready to enjoy her prize as she rights herself up sternal. Roarke, however, has managed to acquire another bone. A better bone. Where did that even come from? She growls a little, dropping her gift and putting one paw on it to still hold her claim. Mallaidh stands as if she’s going to go after it but a rather stern look from Arturo causes her ears to slick back and she slowly shrinks back to the ground. She doesn’t start messing with her bone, however, as her paws place neatly over her own but her greying eyes are locked on to the one Roarke has instead of her.