rough and tumble

Maki wasn't into wrestling as much as some of her other siblings seemed to be but...from the outside looking in it did sort of look fun, didn't it? Unagi made it look effortless, like she just knew what to do, but Maki even when she played pretend and practised on her own she just sort of...flailed.  Tripped over her own paws and just sort of tired herself out, the furthest thing from elegance one could possibly imagine. But she knew Dad was a strong and mighty warrior, big and tall and...maybe it was something fun they could do together? Mums too?

Maki stodd a little straighter, the soft blades of grass tickling her legs as she bowed down and lunged forward. Pouncing and grabbing at nothing, clutching it between her teeth and shaking her head violently as though flopping it about in a show of victory.