Moonspear feed the bear

Their heart skipped a beat when they saw a black cloud brewing on Pauk’s face, though it quickly gave way to a mischievous smirk. Treepie let out a little titter of relief, then a playfully indignant cry when he kicked dirt in their face. They threw up their forelegs to shield themself and signal surrender.

Still, a bit of soil found its way into their right eye. They flicked their head, turning away from Pauk and lowering one foreleg to balance on it while the other came up to rub at their eye. It watered, causing them to blink rapidly, and still they could feel the irritation of grit stuck in there.

It feels like I have,
The whole earth stuck in my eye!
Time to find water.

The haiku came out in a singsong voice despite their discomfort. Treepie shot their brother a one-eyed smile, wondering if he would continue working on his project or follow along as they scurried off to rinse out their poor eyeball.