Noctisardor Bypass bleirona

mine. now there was a word that skaigona knew. she had heard it both from her own mouth and worripa's, after all. 
and while the spine-striped pup wished to whisk the stick away, there was a deeper feeling in her this time. exploration, the bending of two fuzzy heads over the object that seemed to have layers.
"where?" skaigona asked of the stick's origins, small tail swaying behind her. perhaps there were more! she would like to have one, to drag home and use for taunting her brother.