Noctisardor Bypass biskova

perhaps a worripa? :D <3

today there was no mahler and no druid. skaigona slumped boredly in the den against her sleeping mother, too riled to slumber herself.
distraction provided itself in the form of @Worripa's nearest ear. the war-girl tottered over at once and began to catch at it with her hard little gums, growling squeakily in her throat. it was never too early to decide who would be above the other, once they emerged from the den for longer periods of time.

worripa slips in and out of slumber; a valiant fight towards waking up that he was putting up. he turns, scooting closer to praimfaya, stubbornly burying his face into her belly fur as if to ward off the sunlight. it works, for a time. until the commander shifts and leaves the drifting buttery sunbeams into his face. he huffs, peeking an eye open as he feels skaigona gnaw at his ear. he lets out an indignant noise and lets out his own series of growls, attempting to both wrangle his ear free by turning on his side to face her and push her face away with a paw.

whether he was successful or not was another matter entirely.

worripa did not take kindly to the clamp of her budding teeth. his paw struck out with a surety that was only luck for now, knocking skaigona back. for a moment she only lay still and shocked! shocked that he would strike her at all, and then secondly, a deep irritation that she had fallen over.
she scrambled to legs that grew more steady each day and rose to grab him around his shoulders, a puppyish growl rising like a sharp challenge. never again, and the daughter of the war-commander was bristled.