Release the hoard

Cit was reaching for Iskas ear with his teeth when their father suddenly spoke up. Voice sharp and commanding, and unexpected. He straightened automatically, but doing so unbalanced him. His overly large paws were difficult to manoeuvre around at the best of times. He fell head first into his brother, Iska. He knocked his hard head on the other boy's shoulder and shook it out as he straightened.

He was forever having trouble with his paws. They were incredibly big compared to the rest of him, and heavy set like a bear’s. But as their father released them from the den, he forgot about his woes and let out a whuff of delight. He scrambled forward, leaning down to kiss his mother on the way past (and almost slamming his head into hers In his clumsy haste). But he made it to the door, and out onto the world beyond. Now… he just had to manoeuvre down the incline without breaking his head.