Sawtooth Spire watch the hoodwink

His brother's separated at least. Sitamat took to their mother's side and Malrok made for the den entrance, but the she-bear had none of it. Defeated, the white sibling laid on the ground. The fox chittered to himself, grinning. The leaf was his, as it was seemingly forgotten by the other two. He laid his head on the ground to rest, only to stir later on when the family was asleep. He took his leaf and quietly played with it, mouthing it until it crumbled and became nothing but itty bitty pieces.