Redhawk Caldera met you once under a pisces moon

The words were barely out of her mouth before Sap/Rap came in at ramming speed, roughly headbutting Caracal off her paw. Although glad for the respite from his teeth, Meerkat's first instinct was concern for the small boy. He went skidding sideways and fell onto his side, though an instant later, he was back on his feet and trundling away as if nothing had happened.

She quirked a brow and let out a breath of relief before turning her attention to his little attacker. Meerkat could've scolded her but roughhousing was part of childhood; it was how the three puppies would establish a hierarchy among themselves. And Caracal seemed none the worse for wear, so the yearling decided to redirect the little girl's attention while she (presumably) still had it.

"Hey, are you Sap or Rap?" she wondered, thrusting out her good paw and making to tickle her little sister with it. She fully anticipated Sap/Rap to fight back with all her might.