Boartusk Heights flow like a river

So engrossed in his game, Vincent scarcely noticed he had an audience up until he spotted the flash of white that appeared in the corner of his eye. The sudden appearance of his sibling threw off his concentration, and the bone that had been tossed landed squarely on the space between his ears, bouncing off it before tumbling onto the ground before the two. He cried out in surprise while tears of pain pricked at the edges of his eyes, but his attention snapped to his sister, who stomped over to take away his plaything with a demand of giv it!

As if.

"NO!" he retorted as he scampered forward and clumsily took one end of the bone in his teeth and readied himself to square off against his sister. There was an air of indignation about her but, to Vincent, that was just a normal day for Nymphora. Was she ever in a good mood?