Nova Peak babel

open to anyone in the den!

They were still disallowed an escape from their small, dark world. What glimpses of color they did see were more like soft moving globs of fuzz. Their brothers—@Rowdy and @Riot—were presently in their sights, and Ruckus had decided that today, they would put them in their place. With ears fully up and their comically large paws stomping toward their siblings, they narrowed their useless eyes on one and put on their first real mean face, intending to shove their brother(s) head(s) into the ground. Ruckus had decided that they were the top dog around here, and they were going to make sure their brothers knew it.

Tension bubbles within Dragonspine. Yet he is too small, too naive, to sense this. His only concern is the fullness of his belly.
And putting his brothers in their places.
Today, it was Ruckus that decides to start a fight. Riot looks toward his marching sibling to find out what had them in such a mood, only to realize too late that he was being ambushed. His snout is partially smashed into the dirt before he is able to pull away. A fierce scowl creases his face.
The boy lets out a shrill, gurgling growl and charges, hoping to knock Ruckus over.

Perhaps, if it weren't for the severe myopia, Ruckus would have been able to defend themself better. They were completely unable to detect their brother rushing at them seconds after they had pushed him to the ground, and soon Ruckus was toppling paws-over-ass as Riot shoved them to their side. They let out a squawk of surprise and hurt, but they got right back up and intended to inflict another show of their "power"... the only problem was, they couldn't seem to actually find Riot again. When their siblings were still, it was easier, but Riot was on the move now.

Hah!
This might be easier than he expected.
Young, braggadocious as could be.
Surely, this was accredited to his warrior-like aptitude. His speed must’ve rivaled the abilities of the lupine eye.
But Ruckus does not learn his lesson!
He doubles back, perfecting, preparing for Ruckus knockover 2.0.

This time, Ruckus listened more carefully to the sound of paw pads on dirt. The sound of movement keyed them into the location of their slightly duller (in color) sibling winding up for round two. And although Ruckus didn't quite manage to fully evade the bowling over, they did feel like they were a little more prepared this time. They tumbled, yes, but they were back on their feet more readily, ears trained in on the sound of Riot's next move.

Riot barks, dropping into a playbow.
He looks expectantly to his brother, hoping he’d be the one to charge this time. But Ruckus stands his ground.
He’d have to perfect his defensive moves another time.
ATTACK!
Riot pounces once again.