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Okay, so a spar was a fight. But weren't the adults always trying to stop fights? When he tried to sit on Orca's face, or take food away from Phox, were those spars too? He didn't think to ask these questions; they were there, and then they popped right out of his mind. Rannoch asked his own so he focused on that.

The purpose of fightin'... is to... to... He couldn't really think of why anyone would fight, or choose to go out of their way to be a jerk. He'd done it without thinking, but that was a sibling thing. Kids always pestered their siblings. Titmouse's face scrunched with thought; then he remembered the bear, and all that the pack did to save him from it. To protect other people.