Pedicure, manicure, kitty-cat claws

Sparrow huffed at Tyr as he called her a baby. She made way to leap at the game of "whatever boring brain game" Tyr and Zahir had been doing. "I am NOT a baby!" she said, "You're the one who sits around with your big dumb idiot game with your big dumb idiot companion! I've never even seen you do anything cool even though you DO have cat claws."

Sparrow didn't move to mess up their stupid game, but she wanted to. She wanted the threat to be there. She wanted Tyr to run off crying because big meany sparrow knocked some junk the wrong way and ruined his game. "Yeah, and I bet you had big dumb teeth when you were born too. Maybe you're actually part cat- would explain why you're so mean. Maybe Zahir is actually your half-sister! Or maybe you want her as your giiiirlfriennnnd."

Sparrow snorted and bounced away and hopefully out of swatting reach. No amount of paw hurty was gonna let Tyr win the ragging contest. "You're not gonna be the only one with claws- just wait. The spooky man said I was gonna get some, so have fun being not that special with your cat girlfriend."