Take jumped down the slope and ambushed Kipp from behind by throwing his arm over Kipps face so he got the full experience of Take’s underarm stench. He erupted in cackling laughter, “What’d you say? You wanted to smell my armpits?” he jeered as if he was repeating Kipp’s false request. He trapped the poor Kipp for a good few seconds before releasing him, “Looks like you really need a bath now” he teased.
The cascading rocks behind him told him Take was following. Kipp smiled to himself knowing he probably had some kind of comeback.
He gulped a frantic breath as a hand wrapped around his chin forcing his face up. He struggled against it, twisting and pulling at its arms to try to get it off. Take's triumphant laughter broke though his panic, it wasn't a we-sa that had grabbed him, it was Take. His panic quickly turned to annoyance, both at Take for managing to scare him, and himself for not being able to get out of Take's hold. “What’d you say? You wanted to smell my armpits?”
"Agh, get off!" He yelled twisting himself around in a circle and ducking out of his grip. Kipp scowled up at Take's proud grin. “Looks like you really need a bath now.”
"Yeah." He said dryly, trying to smile. He knew Take was just playing around. He'd been the one to start it. He had no right to get angry about it. Or what ever this was. He wrapped his hands around his elbows and turned to keep walking. Pulling his wings forward around his arms protectively. He hoped Take would just think he was cold, and not realize how badly he'd freaked him out.
(Ehh good enough I guess. I'm go bed.
