Armed with the pokey leaf he'd taken from the swamp, Angelus stalked his sister. He slunk close to the ground like the tiger and hid behind things whenever the opportunity arose. To better his chances of going undetected, the boy hung waaaay back. She appeared to be clueless, which did wonders for his ego.
Finally she stopped. For what exactly he didn't know. The boy had been so focused on stalking his sister that the howl for a lesson had been tuned out. He continued to slink forward, pausing only once so that the pokey end of the long leaf was pointed out in front of him. If successful in his undetected stalking, Angel was hoping to jab the pointy end of the plant into the left side of his sister's rump.
