Splinter

He looked at her, his eyes narrowed and turned away,  his nose in the air and gave  a haughty ‘Hmph’  “No!” He said incredulously as if what she had said was in some way offensive. “You’re too little to explore with me! “ He declared. “Besides, I already know the whole thicket.” He was still trying to push her buttons, to hurt her in some way.

In truth he knew precious little about the thicket and had only been there a few times before. Getting to the thicket had proven to be difficult with the rapids cutting through the pack’s territory, but a downed tree splayed over the rapids, had proven to be useful now that the river had receded. That said, the tree was rapidly decaying and the brisk showers of early autumn meant that reaching the thicket wouldn’t be so easy.

“Go play with your groundhog” He said with the same proud abrasiveness he had shown her before. Some small part of him admitted she wasn’t as bad as Derecho or Aella, but she still displayed what he considered to be the characteristic selfishness that he had, even in his precious youth, come to loathe.

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