Dawnlark Plains Trying again

It was difficult to differentiate between praise and discipline when it was dealt so dually, but Eventide didn't mind. Regardless of what Sunny was saying or the message that he was trying to get across, all that Eventide cared about was his brother's affection. Ben-ty, he thought to himself, repeating the word in all sorts of different voices and tones to entertain himself while his brother spoke. 

Once Sunny was finished, Eventide lunged for his brother's paw to deliver a potent strike before dashing off on his agile puppy limbs.