Sun Mote Copse stand against the tide

Frankly speaking, Elfie was slightly pissed off, when Weejay took off to adventures outside the copse and did not even invite him to tag along. Where was that - always and forever - promise now? Had she forgotten all about it? Was he not fun and great enough? There was a pinch of jealously inside his heart for, whever his sister met outside and obviously had good time with. He tried to make up for it by hanging out with his aunts and uncles and doing all the cool stuff with them. And not tell a thing to Weejay. Just look annoyingly knowing.

On the other hand he was a teeny tiny bit smug too - who was the good and obedient kid now, huh? But that was a short-lived triumph, because Eljay was on the prowl now to herd them back to the rendezvous site. Weejay was lucky to be far away, Elfie had been hiding from the sun (and Pox's teeth) in the shade of the nearby bushes. He held his breath, flattened himself against the ground and did not make a sound. He let his father walk right past him and with a sufficient distance between them, the boy bolted from his hiding place and loped across the territory.