No.

Seeing her sister go bounding outside, Saffron scrabbled in the sand to go chasing after her. She laughed as she watched her sister go splashing through puddles. She was used to the cold, however, she didn't feel like getting wet, so instead she opted to dig a hole into the black sand. She pounced on a particularly soft looking spot in the ground, and her forepaws got to work furiously digging at the sand. With each movement, her forepaws scooped sand between her hind legs, lightly coating her underbelly, and creating a pile of dark sand beneath her tail. Then, all of a sudden, she got deep enough that she hit water, and she ended up splashing herself and soaking her underbelly and paws, some of it splashing against her face. The unexpected cold feeling caused her to yelp and jump straight up into the air, land just a few inches from the hole she had dug. And then Memphis was in front of her, falling into a playful bow.

Saffron grinned at her sister, her tail wagging. She knew she was really no match for her sister, but she was always willing to try, no matter what. "Yea? Well... well, I can fights, too!" she insisted proudly, even though she knew her sister could crush her. Her front end went down in a play bow, her rump wiggling and tail flicking back and forth. So, Memphis wanted to wrestle? Well, she wouldn't let her win easy, even if things didn't go her way! "But you's can onlwy be a fighta if you beats me! she cried out, leaping toward her sister, her forepaws up high as she aimed to thump her sister's shoulder, and hopefully nip at her ear.