Stone Circle Slept So Long

Burr had been minding his own business, contemplating a peculiar bit of root sticking through the wall of the den, when Cyron and Rowana attempted to team up on him. This wasn't an unusual scenario to the young thinker, though, so he was prepared for it this time. Rowana came at him head on and while he was busy tussling with her, grappling for a momentary advantage, Cyron attempted to sneak up on him from behind. His curled tail swung to and fro as he struggled against his sister, and when he sensed Cyron was near, he rolled onto his back and struck out with a strong hind limb.

Bingo! His foot struck home, forcing Cyron back on his haunches, but being on his back put Burr at a disadvantage against Rowana. His sister was on him in an instant and he yelped, pushing at her with his forepaws while his brother retreated to Illecebra's side. Burr hadn't noticed Mawk in the doorway, but he grunted as he shoved bodily against Rowana and eventually yelled, "gerroff!" at her.

She wasn't daunted by her brother's cries, though, and pressed him into the den floor until he went limp beneath her and curled his plumed tail up between his hind legs. He scowled at her as she let him up, but a few moments later he was grinning once more. She had beat him because he was distracted by Cyron, and that was a smart strategy. He would remember it.

When Mawk spoke and drew the boy's attention to the wolfdog, Burr's grin only widened. "Hi papa!"