The rain had stopped for the time being but it had left in its wake quite a few lovely mud puddles, the red dust quickly turning into red paste. Phobia was busy getting himself absolutely covered in the mud. It felt heavy on his pelt but good luck convincing a young pup that he'd regret it later when he had to be cleaned up before he was allowed to lay down to sleep. That was a problem future Phobia would have to learn about, for now he was having a blast, splashing and rolling around. But that could only keep him occupied for a short while. Once he was pretty thoroughly covered he started looking around for a sibling, someone he could either convince to join him or someone he could lob a mud ball at if they were less inclined to get messy themselves. Oh look! A sister! Phobia couldn't imagine Elara would ever stoop to playing in the mud, she had a much too high opinion of herself to agree to that. So victim it was! He quickly gathered up a pile of mud he thought he could throw pretty well and then hunkered down, waiting for his sister to get closer and praying he was harder to see now that he had painted himself the same colour as the ground. "Speech"

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although she’s glad the rains have subsided, the ground is now a veritable nightmare for El, who prides herself on her perpetually pristine coat and cannot even fathom dirtying oneself on purpose. stepping lightly over a particularly gruesome puddle, the girl looks out at this kingdom of muck in dismay, mouth working as she considers her options. she can’t exactly grow wings and fly, and Daddy isn’t around to scoop her up and carry her away…which settles it, really. sniffing, Elara sits down on a dry patch and glares stubbornly into the distance. she’ll just have to sit still and wait for everything to dry up so she can go home. it might take a while, but she’d rather wait it out then risk getting..ugh…dirty. "Speech"

Phobia stifled a giggle as he prepared to lob mud at his sister. And then continued to wait... And wait... And... "Why are you so boring?" Phobia yelled as he popped up from his hiding spot! It was in a sense a genuine question, Phobia couldn't understand why so many of his sisters were so boring, they never wanted to wrestle or were always hanging off their father, why didn't they want to play? Giving a little puppy growl Phobia wound up, then launched himself towards Elara, he wasn't gonna jump on her no he just wanted to crash into her try and get all the mud he was wearing on her if he could! "Afraid of a little mud?" He taunted as he ran, a wicked grin on his face though the distance was enough she could avoid him he hoped if she did she'd jump right into a puddle all on her own.

PHOBIA'S SPEECH

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her brother’s voice startles her so violently that she emits a shrill squeal of surprise, eyes bugging as her head whips from side to side. it isn’t until Phobia appears that she understands what’s happening - this isn’t an enemy come to whisk her away, but a sneak attack from a pesky sibling. by then, however, he’s pounced on her and sent her skittering across the ground, pushing her into a nearby puddle. dirty water and mud soak into her pristine fur, the scent and feel of it so unpleasant she shudders in revulsion. fury works it’s way through her small pup body, casting a bright, angry sheen across her face. how dare he! “PHOBIAAAA!” she yowls, “i’m going to KILL YOU!” leaping to her feet, the girl chases after her brother, aiming to pummel his larger body in a flurry of slaps whenever she draws level. now that she’s completely covered in muck, El is less careful about keeping herself clean and instead focuses all her energy on punishing her brother. no one dirties her fur and gets away with it! "Speech"

Success! Phobia laughed as he watched his sister get covered in mud. El was always so prim and proper and Phobia thought she thought a little too highly of herself. It was good to see her get knocked down a peg. He was so busy laughing at his sister's misfortune that he was caught off guard as she started to charge him, screaming something about killing him. "You can try!" He taunted. Phobia scrambled on wet slippery ground and hadn't quite gotten started running from his sister's wrath when she was upon him, her paws battering at his hips. That was enough to convince Phobia this wasn't a chase.

It was a fight.

Phobia rounded on his sister. Jaw parted and he reached to try and grab her by the scruff while at the same time reaching a fore paw out to try and stamp down on her. Two attacks that contradicted each other? Sure, he didn't know how to strategize yet, he simply did any attack that came to his mind as they came to his mind and unfortunately for him the ground didn't offer much traction it was only a matter of time before he found his legs falling out from under him.

PHOBIA'S SPEECH

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Phobia seems to recognise their fight for what it is, and El squeals as his teeth sink into her scruff, only just managing to doge his foot as he tries to stomp on her. but luck it seems, is on her side - though El prefers to think of it as karma. regardless, her brother slips on the very terrain he’d utilised to torment her, and his grip on her scruff ensures that he pulls her along. the two pups scramble to regain footing, and El has just enough mind to stick out a leg and try to trip Phobia, hoping his unbalance will assist her in bringing the boy down. "Speech"

It wasn't a real fight, not in the way adults tended to fight. Instead it was more a flailing of puppy limbs and mud. The pair ended up more covered in mud via their wrestling than they could have otherwise. They both fell at least once, Phobia taking his sister down with him with her scruff still in his mouth. The fall knocked just enough wind out of him that he released his grip, and spotting Elara trying to pull herself back up he too started to put his paws back under him. But he didn't see his sister's limb and as he started to lift himself back up to his full height he tried to adjust his balance by changing his stance and instead he found himself falling back to the ground, his chin hitting the ground and his head bounced. Ouch! Now he was really seeing red. Phobia struggled to try and get himself back up but he also was trying to swipe out at his sister at the same time and with the wires crossed he remained where he was on the ground, forelegs wildly seeking to collide with any part of his sister.


PHOBIA'S SPEECH

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it’s a chaotic, mud-stained scuffle, a scrum of puppy teeth and claws and fur, and El’s head swims as she struggles to get her feet underneath her. it isn’t until she’s regained some semblance of balance that she notices Phobia’s struggle, watching in vicious amusement as he scrabbles ineffectually at the ground. she steps neatly out of her line as he reaches for, poking out her tongue at him - though he does manage to further splatter her with mud in his struggle. lifting a forepaw, El attempts to sweep her brother’s paws out from under him, utilising his current clumsiness to (hopefully) send him on his ass. that’ll show him! "Speech"