Honeyed Pasture Look at all the stars they have fallen

Fig’s spirits quickly soured when he heard his sister’s response. He had turned to stare off in the direction he knew the plateau to be, but now he turned back to her with a disheartened frown. He knew her anger had nothing to do with him. She was angry with Bronco, and it made her angry with the entire world. His ears fell as he pondered the issue. Thus far, he’d been unable to make a difference. He didn’t know what to do or how to help her. Nothing ever seemed to help.

With sudden resolve, Fig stepped up to her and stood facing her. He leaned towards her until only a couple inches remained between them. ”You’re being a jerk,” he informed her before lifting a paw and giving her a hard shove.