Bearclaw Valley take a shot

At only six and a half weeks old, Astyanax had little knowledge of weather patterns, nor had he any appreciation for what such heavy rains could bring (both positive and negative), he knew only that the stuff falling from the sky was wet and cold. And it had yet to let up.

The clearing before the den had turned into a veritable mud pile, some of it even trickling down the entrance and right into their home. Ikkalrok's son had amused himself by creating his own little muddy hole in the earth but soon grew bored of it, before turning to @Glaucos deviously.

Suddenly rearing up, Astyanax aimed to bring down his muddy paws upon his unsuspecting brother, hoping to wrangle him into a game of chase.