Bramblepoint cranky curmudgeon

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Cypress feinted, snaking out his narrow skull to snap his jaws harmlessly, aiming for the ends of Rannoch’s fur near the crest of one burly grayscale shoulder. Elongated ears splayed almost comically as he lifted his lips, snout wrinkling and dipping low as he uttered a harsh, guttural snarl — but Rannoch knew the raven better than any other wolf; he would surely see the faint smile that tilted up the rightmost corner of his mouth. Though Cypress knew better now, he chose an amateurish technique, eager to tussle with his brother as they had when they were young. He swung his hips around and attempted to draw parallel to his brother, body-checking him, easily letting his nape within reach of Rannoch’s jaws as he attempted to gnaw lovingly at his younger littermate’s opposite foreleg.