Bearclaw Valley the spectacles

wanna wrap this since beebs are a month older now?

it will not be a one-sided fight—good. she likes it when her brother fights back, and she likes it even more now, watching his shadowy form snap at her. it's a novelty, and she's almost too distracted by the sight of him. almost lets her guard down.

almost, but not quite; as he snags her head, boxing her ears, she rears up clumsily onto hind legs. his paw bounces off her nose with a small, painful thunk, and then she loses balance, toppling onto her side.

no. . .no! this will give him the victory!

Avicus scrambles in the dirt, trying to lift herself to her paws. she is already growing tired, and she casts a pleading look to her mother. a little back-up, here? her still-milky gaze reads, while her ears flatten in desperation.