Lost Creek Hollow So, I guess I saved you from a boring existence

With his head ensconced in the bush, Breccan didn't realize what was happening until he felt the weight of Nuna landing on his shoulders. The force was enough to push him forward and his legs buckled beneath him, catching him on his elbows. The branches scratched at his face a bit -- not enough to leave too many visible marks, but just so that he could feel the sting beneath his fur. He gave a yelp and tried to scramble backward, only to find that it was particularly difficult with the awkward heft of another youth on his head.

"Help!" he cried, although he wasn't really sure what sort of assistance he was expecting. Amidst their own racket, he heard a squeaking sound and realized that it was the little mouse-like animal -- probably laughing at them.