A Stone's Throw from Death

Peregrine pressed her lips into a tight line, thinking hard about the task at hand. She scanned the trail ahead of them, taking a long moment to decide which rock was just right in the face of the challenge bestowed upon her. Finally she picked one not too large that she could not move it but just large enough to make of hell of a clamor. She trotted over to it, glee evident in her upright tail and the swish of her hips. She gave it a gentle push, not trying to move it at all but rather testing it's weight. Finding it to be satisfactory and sent Raba a wider grin and put her back into it. It took a bit of rocking but at long last the stone gave way and plunged down the slope. CRASH!!! it smashed against another boulder and sent it rolling, BANG! SMASH!!! The fragments collided with another three. A small avalanche of stone (barely noticeable against the work of mother nature herself,) cascaded down the rock face. She turned to her companion with a shit-eating grin and gave her a mock bow. "Your turn, if you think you can top that!" She was eager to see what the darker dame would be able to rustle up, more than entertained by the simple, age-old pleasure of breaking things and making noise.