Seaside Moors it will come back

Just before the rank boy aimed his smelly, sloppy figure for her... there was a moment between them. Regin could see the shift in Val's features. For only a heartbeat, a fleeting glimpse of sibling mischief seemed to hold them against each other. That moment - electric in the sensation that filled the girl - just seconds before mud was flung upward and Valravn was aimed for Gin's wiry frame. 

The reaction that initially met him was instinctual. The dark skull of the girl whipped before her frame. The pup's lip peeled to reveal glistening teeth that were aimed for the boy's snout, or she assumed. It was difficult to determine where she was aiming her warning shot. Valravn appeared to have become something otherworldly. 

As mud and grime splattered on Regin's nose, she recoiled with a loud, "no, Val!"