The Heartwood don’t believe all the lies that you’ve been told

As the other whirled around, the boy pulled himself to his full — unremarkable — height. It took a moment before the other responded after a brief stammer. He seemed to be a little...dim. Redshank regarded him with a pair of eyes narrowed in harsh judgement, tail raised defiantly despite the obvious size and age difference between them. As the stranger's confused gaze fell to the bone at his paws, the boy protectively placed a paw upon it. In reality, it wasn't much of a prize, certainly not worth stealing, but Redshank was adamant about keeping it. It was his.

"Yeah, well...well, I did. So don't bother," he retorted with an indignant huff.