Swiftcurrent Creek cake boss

Jökull was not the only one surprised by the young Sveijarn girl's reaction; Maera herself was astonished by her sudden fit of fury. But it was Jökull's reluctance to back away what was more surprising than all. The second after her explosion, she had expected her ash coloured sister to snap back at her and give a couple of warning bites and maybe a couple of punches for good measure--never had she thought she'd win (if you could say that was a win) a squabble against her sister.

All the growling and frowning had left the red girl exhausted. She stood protectively over the remaining pieces of her crumbled cake, her sides heaving as she recovered her breath. Silence had settled between them once again, and for any bystander the scene was probably nothing but bizarre. A mud covered monster hovering over a simple mound of dirt, covered with filthy soil from her head to her toes while staring down another baby who slunk away shyly from the dirty creature.

The whole event brought Maera newfound confidence, it wasn't everyday one got to boss over your own boss. While she might have liked to waddle over to Jökull and smear a kiss on her cheek, something deep inside her heart told her not to waste the little piece of authority she had stolen from her sister.

With great care and delicacy, she began to re-strengthen the edges of her cake and only once she was completely satisfied with the look of it, she flicked her tail to summon Jökull's attention. A last warning glare was shared between the sibling, until finally with a bit of hesitation the smaller sister stepped away from the cake and closer to Jökull.

"Juu?"She cooed while bumping her nose to her sister's lowered head.They could play now, while the cake was in the oven.