Blackfeather Woods our quiet drama[m]

  The girl finds herself to be above Grimnir, which brings a smile to her face. His teeth come in contact with her leg, but are then transferred to the bottom of her jaw. Claws dig into the ground, not willing to loose her spot. Releasing his ear, her head drives into his chest, putting all her weight on him. A small laugh escapes from her mouth. Teeth aim to dig into the fur.

  It felt awkward to be playing. She had never remembered the last time she wrestled with her brother. The only times they had fought, they fought aggressively.