cousin or foe?!

It was quiet in the ravine. Her sisters and brother were either napping or somewhere with one of their many orbiters. Although she craved the attention, Calamity was somewhat overwhelmed by the affection they were showered with. The princess wasn't quite sure what to make of it all, except that it felt good to be a hot commodity. The sun was high in the sky, so she figured it was later in the day, but things like "time" were a little beyond her.

She busied herself crouching and pouncing on the thin little mice that scurried about the floor of the ravine. They were surprisingly fast, and no matter how hard she tried, she kept falling short of catching one. Cal frowned and grunted as she landed and missed another mouse. Why were they so stinking quick? "Ugh!" She exclaimed, ramming her forehead into the stony wall of the ravine out of frustration. It felt good to hit her head against things, something that none of her siblings seemed to understand. As her horns came in and the bone thickened there, she had a higher tolerance for pain on her skull than most.

Forgetting about the mice for now, Cala set to scraping her head on the ravine to relieve some of the intense itching she was experiencing.