Gyrfalcon's Keep Painite

The newcomer's stiffness went virtually unnoticed by the Cairn girl, that was until his teeth snapped the air a whisker away from her face. As if she had been slapped, Leifa recoiled and stood frozen for a heartbeat, wondering what on earth she had done to upset him. A crestfallen expression befell her face, ears drooping and lip quivering, finding it incredibly difficult to wrap her little brain around why.

Confused and hurt more than anything, Leifa slunk behind Baldr and pressed her belly to the ground. Perhaps if she copied her brother, the grey boy would like her more? She nosed an outstretched paw, watching and waiting tensely to see if he would lunge again.