Bramblepoint know who you are

Slight pp for Cypress. <3

Rian, similar to Cypress, had far too much nervous energy to deal with the conversation and assuage his cousin's own attempts at play. So he dove headlong into the game. When the pelt sailed out of the eiodlon's grasp, the thickset O'Malley charged after it like a bull. He snatched it up from the ground and whipped his head around and around, smacking his own cheeks with it in the process, but entirely uncaring about the slight sting each slap inflicted. Soon his cousin was upon him and Rian, in a half-hearted attempt to play keepaway, skittered out of reach. But his head was tugged rather forcibly around as Cypress got hold of the other end. Rian pivoted, braced, and tugged against the swarthy yearling's grip, punctuating each jerk with a playful growl. 

A chuff from a different direction drew all of his attention and his eyes went wide as he immediately dropped the hide and looked up at Rannoch with a look of surprise. "Oh, uh." He stammered, realizing they'd pretty much abandoned the other boy and the conversation in Rannoch's hands. Slowly his ears splayed and he took a few creeping steps forward, "What's up?"