Sleeping Dragon knowledge of causes and secret motion of things

It’d not taken long before he’d been noticed, as was made painfully apparent by the sound of his sister growling. She, too, advanced towards the rat, but was quick to use her teeth on it, unlike Hvit had been. In a matter of seconds, the rodent had been ripped away from him, its soft tail having slipped out from beneath his paw with ease. And whilst he wasn’t the least bit interested in fighting any of his sisters, he’d been motivated to at least try by the fact that a meal had been taken away from him.

The other two girls were momentarily forgotten—their father, too—as his focus was delivered directly to Freyja. There was not a plan within his mind, yet his body moved anyways, acting on impulse. He’d crouched down, then sprang forward, kicking off the ground with his hind limbs. The boy’s forelimbs were outstretched as he lurched forward, aiming to knock into his sister. He’d moved with the intent to knock her down, believing that, if her were to succeed with doing so, the rat might be set loose from her jaws.