Flowers for Mumma

Competitive as he was, sometimes Ru didn’t seem to know who he was rooting for. His brother knocked him back, but his hold on Ku’s scruff kept him from falling completely. He was laughing, and growling beneath his mouthful of fur. His little rump wiggling enough to almost toss his balance. His tail smacking occasionally into a limb of his brothers.

They thudded back to the earth as Ku gave up his push, and Ru was about to leg go - and then they were moving again. Ku shoved, and with a squeal, Ru tumbled off his brothers back. Flailing to grab a purchase of his brother. Maybe he succeeded, or perhaps Ku had simply sacrificed too much balance. The next thing he knew, his brother was rolling along with him. Crushing flowers and bending grass. Dirt coated his coat, and Ru squealed, instantly seeing a new game. “I’m going to beat you to the bottom of the hiiiiilll” he cried.