kicking and screaming

Rhian was bored of just sitting around! She wanted to run and fight until she passed out from exhaustion. Or something like that. She liked her thrills; she liked danger. But there was precious little of that that she could easily get her paws on. There really wasn't all that much to do, and nothing could satisfy her.

Omen yelled out for a spar, and Rhian's ears pricked up. She immediately sprinted in the direction. She got along well enough with her sister and she'd be fun to brawl with. But Rhian couldn't simply run up and be polite. No, she was far too cool for that. She was in the mood to try to be mean. "Don't even need to be brave to fight you, thithter!" She bared her teeth, and looked at least a little bit scary for a second; that is, she did before she broke out in unrestrainable giggles.