Blackfeather Woods ticking away the moments that make up a dull day

astara was nose deep in leaf litter when Maegi shared her disapproval. All that remained visible of the night-cub’s head were the tips of her ears, which twitched with a near indolent aspect before she slowly pulled her muzzle from the wreckage discarded by the elder Melonii. 

She glanced at the girl, then back to the trove of rotted leaves and loam — unaware Maegi had found her own treasure, Astara pulled forth from the detritus a decaying stock, and swung it towards her sister’s head with a pounce and a wild giggle.