Legitimate use of violence

Ken watched as the rabbit darted between them, Cal missed, Tar came close, but to him, they seemed to be overthinking it. With all the grace of a baby giraffe, Ken allowed all four legs to collapse beneath him... well, at least until the rabbits antlers jabbed up aggressively into his delicate undersides.

He yelped, losing his footing in the sand and tumbling to the side, over and over again, until he stopped on his stomach, propping himself up on his elbows. He shook his head and grinned confidently, although his heart was still racing like crazy! "I meant to do that!" He declared, tail sweeping the sand from side to side. He missed the way his mother rolled her eyes.