Stone Circle A whole new world

Whump!

With a small and startled squeak, Clary felt the air rush from her lungs. Her body tumbled headfirst to tangle with Ezra and Steph. The squishy lump of her brother cushioned her fall, her hind legs splayed ungracefully on his head, and she felt her own head sink beneath the weight of Steph.

Clary sneezed and wriggled her rump in a short attempt to squirrel out of the sandwich they'd made of her, but Steph's giggle thwarted her efforts, and the sound of her own childlike laughter joined her sister's chorus. Even Ezra piped something of a good-humoured snort, and Clary wished her face was near his, instead of her feet, so she could plant a rough and sloppy kiss on his cheek.

Instead, she twisted about and offered the affection to whatever part of Steph she could reach. Her hind legs kicked around as Ezra himself crawled out from beneath them, and whether they tousled him or the grassy ground, she couldn't tell.