Redhawk Caldera Just a harmless prank...

She didn't know what happened. One second, she was swatting at her brother, the next, she was sprawled on the floor and unable to catch her breath. Towhee wheezed, all four paws doing their part to kick at Titmouse's weight on her belly. She managed to shove him off herself, though the strange and deeply unpleasant tightness in her chest persisted. Her mouth opened and closed in a silent scream.

Then, abruptly, it passed. Towhee sucked in a deep, noisy breath and then slowly sat upright. Her wide blue eyes stared into the middle distance for a moment before she turned to look over her shoulder in search of Titmouse. Now her eyes narrowed. Without warning, she bounced to her feet and spun, pouncing at him. Naturally, both her balance and aim were extremely questionable.