Hoshor Plains wild heart

I'm still laughing at that gif

Something was definitely wrong with him. Rannoch's words were regarded only with a swivel of Redshank's ear and a soft huff as he continued to stare at the other kid who was quickly becoming the bane of his existence. While he knew it wouldn't be wise to outright kill him, he couldn't promise harm wouldn't come to Titmouse if he was left alone with him. Training. Dominance. Play. All good excuses and chances for him to get a nice, solid bite in.

Redshank's ears splayed out as Titmouse's voice grated his ears and he gave a hard look to Rannoch. Great. What a fun day this would be. In the face of such child-like excitement, Redshank remained stoic and collected, trying to be the more grown up of the two. The prospect of climbing wasn't one to get him hyped, and the boy groaned. "I already know how t'climb." He didn't really, but he would take any chance he could get to get away from Titmouse and out of this entire escapade.