Bearclaw Valley A Feast for All!

Nanook's amusement turned to suspicion, and she narrowed her gaze on Desna's retreating form. She was playing with them. This was a trick so they'd let their guard down. Desna was always eating everything, so it had to be, because her sister wouldn't just walk away from food.

Only when Desna neared ma's food piles did Nanook realize her sister wasn't playing a trick to get the fish. A hot buzz jittered all the way through Nanook's tiny body at the sight of Desna scarfing ma's food. Her food, and the world around Nanook shook, the trees and grass speckling out to a blur of black and white. Forget Xan and the weird tasting fish, forget pa and ma and the other wolves. That food was hers, and Desna wasn't allowed to eat any of it, or any of the other piles, because she'd had hers already and that portion was hers!

With a guttural growl (as fierce as a pup her age could make), Nanook locked her aim on Desna and charged. The ground beneath her blurred, and though at times she stumbled, she did not stop. Her tiny heart beat war drums against her chest. The food hoovered into Desna's mouth, and Nanook's fury only grew. She reached her sister in a flurry and lunged without thinking of consequence. Desna would pay, and Nanook peeled her jaws wide and aimed her tiny fangs at Desna's face with a ferocity so far from play.

You sneaky pup! :P If you want Nanook's teeth to deal damage (they might be sharp enough now? I don't know for sure), feel free.