Redtail Rise deathblow

Twilight proved to actually be a child beneath the rolls of fat, defined now by her predilection for sitting directly on her rear instead of on her haunches. That was what she was up to that day, watching the leaves blow in a spring breeze.

She took the rolling with a grumble and a brief flail of her limbs, before she settled against the ground, blinking owlishly.

Of course, then her brother stepped on her. A wheeze promised retaliation, and she whipped around to snap with sharp little milk teeth at his ankles, a sharp reminder that she would not be pushed around.