Whitefish River Bored by the chore of saving face

Her brother was being a stick in the mud and initially didn't budge when she nipped him -- how annoying. Spica decided that she would just have to prove that she was braver than him, then, and she moved forward confidently towards the light. Surely, nothing bad would happen anyway, and Acheron'd be totally proven wrong. He arrived by her side moments later, as if it was his own idea all along (well, alright, maybe it was initially, before he cowered out) and then burst forward. Awrararrr! Spica complained noisily as he went forth and she dashed after him. When he looked back at her as she reached him Spica launched herself onto his shoulder, biting at him and trying to push him over to initiate play. Light or not, it was always a good idea to play.