Dragoncrest Cliffs Albacore

Swordfish had the upper hand, which a less stubborn puppy might take as an indication they had lost. Not Stingray. He lost the chance to close the gap between his mouth and Fish's cheek as soon as his brother planted a paw against his muzzle. Swordfish pushed him away, eliciting a grunt from Ray.

He couldn't work out an easy way to get at his brother's face now, but that was okay. He met Fish's sidelong glance for a moment and huffed. A challenge, was it? Stingray began whipping his head side to side in hopes of dislodging the offending foot and snatching that up in his jaws instead.