Redhawk Caldera Carpe diem

Elwood was as solid as a rock. He didn't even budge. Wildfire snorted like a wild filly, then tried to backtrack to try again. Maybe if she put every ounce of her strength into it, she could bowl him over. She knew it was unlikely but the spirited young Warrior wanted to try anyway. But before she could, her uncle grabbed her around her neck and rubbed his paw against her head in a classic noogie.

"Stahp!" she protested, squirming and squealing, though she began to laugh again. Doing so made her muscles feel loose and useless, so eventually she just flopped in her godfather's grasp. He had won. "Say uncle!" she declared, giggling all over again at her own cleverness even as she surrendered and admitted defeat.