"Ví, wait up!" Ragnvald struggled to keep up with his best friend who had recently out grown him... only in size of course⏤or at least thats what he was telling himself. His little legs had yet to sprout like so many around him, sporadically trying to keep pace.
Vígdís grinned, lithe and gracefully bounding from the ground to a rock that sat next to the worn path made by so many of those before them. "What's wrong Rag?"
He narrowed his eyes and looked up at her with a grumpy expression. "Show off." He muttered, casting angry glances at his friend as he passed the rock she was posing on.
Ví reached down a swiped the top of Ragnvald's head playfully. His subsequent growl, still high pitched noise of a cub, made Vi smile wider.
He attempted to swat back her the larger not-quite-lioness but the motion was too strong and poorly aimed, causing him to tumble to his side.
Vi's issuance of giggles caused Rag's skin to grow hot under his pale fur. She tried to soften the insult by hopping to the ground and laying on her belly. She really wasn't that much taller than Ragn, as he'd have grown a little over the time they'd known each other. Vígdís just shot up⏤unexpectedly⏤far surpassing her little white and orange-red friend.