Redtail Rise Hell is worth all that, natural habitat

Atreus barked out a laugh when his brother slopped some dung over his head, then promptly tackled him into the mess of it. He let himself topple over beneath Ancelin’s weight, rolling onto his back so he could aim a few kangaroo kicks at his brother’s belly.

When Ancelin paused to fling some feces at their cousin, Atreus turned to glance at her, his expression growing surly at the reminder. He pushed away from his litter mate, then climbed out of their makeshift “mud” puddle altogether.

He didn’t want to engage her, though he wouldn’t stop Ancelin. Atreus would just linger nearby, a sulky look on his face as he tried to find the balance between keeping an eye on his brother and pretending their cousin did not exist.