Qeya River diver

sparrow had been stumbling out of the nearby shrubbery with a bloody nose and a mean scowl when he happened across the older boy. he'd had an unfortunate start to his morning and without any nearby siblings to take out his bad attitude on, sparrow eyed up the only visible punching bag in the area. 

he rounded to the side of the embankment when the little fisherman took a spill. "ha, looosseerr," he teased through a menacing cackle. most of sparrow's littermates had learned to either clock him in the head or outright ignore his antics, but unfortunately for darrow, he was a new toy to be broken in.