Nova Peak children of the wild ones

Hmmm. His focus was still on the bone. His parents spoke to one another and his ear flicked as he listened, but only half-so. He would tune in when they spoke of something more interesting to him, but for now it was his sister's prize that had the smallest Frostfur's attention. Even his aunt's affectionate greeting he paid no heed to.

His sister had already rebuked his efforts to claim something from her, and because of that he hesitated. But his boldness had yet to be fully tempered and so he made his move. Without warning, he darted in for the bone, seeking to grasp one end of it, and if he could, he'd take off with it.