Stone Circle bliss

Witch, colliding with a stone, paused only to breathe before screaming like a banshee - this one was more anger based, but it was adrenaline that blacked out the pain of her oozing shoulder: the cut was shallow, thin, but long, curling along the top of her shoulder blade. The crimson line almost blended with the color of her tail, torso, and crown, even as it faded and dripped into the creamy fur around it. Flipping onto her belly and standing, the usually docile puppy lashed out at Keoni - perhaps it was just because it was she who'd approached first, or maybe the little flower was blaming her sister for the accident - snapping her jaws at the silver girl with a loud and indignant squeal of:

                              "NO!"

Whether she landed a hit or not, the little girl finally felt the sting of her wound - it was then she whimpered, and skittered her way over to the much calmer and kinder figure of her older brother. stick left behind and forgotten. Should Nikai let her, she would press into his side and clean her wound, grumbling under her breath and shooting unsure looks over at Keoni. 

No doubt, this would all be forgotten in a day or two and they'd be running around together without a care in the world.