Nova Peak rendezvous

Triumphantly, Pasha seized the hare from where Swift left it. A moment of gloating came to the youth and he shook the hare about. It left just as quickly as it came, especially when he realized that Swift was not interested in taking it back. It left the young Frostfur in a state of bewilderment — he did not think it would have been so easy to aggravate his brother into getting what he wanted. His gaze wandered from Swift to his father, uncertain just what to do next.

He could eat it, sure, the temptation was there. Very so often he had to regain his grip on the hare just to shuffle it around to a more comfortable hold. It seemed like an eternity, but may have not been more than half a minute before Pasha came to a decision from his thoughtful crossroads. He bounded towards Swift and smacked him with the hare, the intent to entice his brother into evening their playing field.

It was either that, or he was just trying to rub it in now.