Silver Creek anna no, what an embarrassing way to go

@Aeronwyn - right outside of SC

there a snap -- and then -- a loud yelp; indra fell back, as if pushed by some unseen gale. she bumbled, hind over teakettle, her litle jaws clenched and eyes rolling as the world pivoted wildly across her vision. in a small heap of dust and debris she slumped, her momentum finally over. clutched tight in her teeth was the splintered edge of a stick -- such a small prize for the red child's immense triumph. she growled playfully and gnawed it contently, tugging at the twigs with little pearly teeth.