Blackfeather Woods if I had a voice, I would sing

"I ain't no stinky liar!" He yelled, feeling very hurt. The boy would never lie unless he'd been told to out of importance. Like keeping a special secret. He wished he'd not said anything. She was mean.

The boy's ears slicked back, flashing his teeth at the girl. He was throwing a tiny tantrum.
The boy huffed, turning to storm away from the girl. Why would she call him a liar? She lied first! She was the liar. He'd totally get the birds to follow him now. They came to him for food, so surely if he did it enough, they'd follow him.
One thing he'd forgotten -- or perhaps not yet learned -- was to turn your back on someone who had threatened to bite your face.