"I don't get to do anything!" She exclaimed tearfully, her own defiance snapping back as he doubled down on his authoritative tone. She angrily reached up to the next shelf over her head and used her agile dextrous wrists and paws to pull herself underneath the higher shelf upside down then scrambled higher on top.
"Citadel gets to go to the market! Jamie gets to snuggle all day with Mama, Bal, and Iska can spar better than I can! And Odette has wings and her dads let her climb anywhere! It's NOT FAIR." She was the littlest, she didn't get to do anything she wanted. It was always, careful this, careful that don't fall, slow down, stop jumping!
"I'm not a baby! This is the worst day ever!" She was still a baby. She pressed herself into the highest furthest corner away from him and buried her face into her arms sniffing. And now Daddy was yelling at her! Maybe next time she goes exploring she won't tell anybody so she doesn't get in trouble!
