Stavanger Bay we are the warriors

Suddenly, both boys were on the defensive. When Charon spun the blame back around onto Atreyu — and rightfully so — the yearling retaliated with a show of his teeth. In his mind, he hadn't done anything wrong. Pranks were harmless (and hilarious, especially if you weren't particularly fond of the subject), and the kid had overreacted. Rubbing his muzzle again, Atreyu quickly glanced around the area, knowing the leaders wouldn't be too pleased with him harassing their ward. Thankfully, there was no sign of them.

"I wasn't doing anything!" he shouted back, pausing for a moment to try and think of a way to deflect the blame. "I was...I was just checking to make sure you weren't dead." Yeah, that worked. There, now he seemed like a good little pack mate, checking up on the pack's youth to make sure they were simply napping. Atreyu then sat, a smug glint to his eye as he stared defiantly at Charon.