"BOO," she shrieked as she pounced over a dip in the ground towards who she thought was Rhyme. All she could see over the gentle rise was a line of black puppy fur and dark ears. She didn't take into consideration where she was or what the other smelled like; there was only her and Rhyme so she had no reason to suspect that this blob of fur would be anyone other than her brother. The ages of her siblings had never really been presented to her, and she'd never met the newest one, so as far as she knew, all of her other siblings were big like Angel.
Rhys's sights were set on those lovely dark ears. As she was rather fond of doing, she intended to tackle her brother, flatten him to the ground and when he was pinned, chew on his ears without mercy.
