Noctisardor Bypass Are you sure she's a chick? And not a guy? Or like, part guy part shark?

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I think this post's done now, or done enough. ...RL can go to hell...so long as it stops taking my posts all with it. irritable squint

She was getting—or had long ago gotten—somewhat predictable, here. She landed her chomp but her brother was ready for her, and got in a toothy response of his own. He mostly got fur but as Brou lept back there was a pinch of skin she left behind attached to the black tufts, and a telltale trickle of blood that started to make the tiniest red river down the side of her neck. She scowled even more horribly at Spook than she had planned, to stomp her forefoot angrily as she tried to ignore the stinging of her small wound and conscience both.

You are such a—! she started to say, only to be tumbled off her feet with a sudden squeak of surprise. The teeth she could have guessed Spook might use, but she had not expected the wimpier of her brothers to try bulling her right off her feet. Which meant she hadn't braced herself at all and as a consequence tumbled down into the dirt fairly easily, limbs flailing in the wild but none-too-well directed hope of landing of at least landing another retaliatory blow on her brother on her ignominious way down.