Redhawk Caldera In search of

Titmouse did not know how to mind his own business. When he caught his brother Phox sneaking around, he was lured away from the rendezvous site. He stalked after his sibling in a show of uncharacteristic silence, getting distracted only a few times while he lurked and crept along. By the time Phox had stopped to regard his various prizes, Titmouse had almost lost interest in whatever his brother had been doing — but in passing behind him and catching a small glimpse of something shiny and round, that interest was renewed.

In the next moment Titmouse wasn't being sneaky, but incredibly overt about his desires: he ran headlong towards Phox's position, took a running leap, and tried to tackle him out of the way of the three objects. Titmouse had bad aim though, and paws which had recently begun to get too big to be useful, so he went bowling in to Phox's side at the last second rather than leaping with great finesse over him. Then the boy scrambled to get back on his feet, because he was so very close to the shiny thing — close enough to reach out with his dark-tipped snout and snap at the rock, anyway.

And we all know how much Titmouse loved chewing on rocks.