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Flicking an ear backwards, Hakkar looked around the clearing. It was mostly deserted - all the adults were off doing their special adult things that he didn't need to worry himself about. He huffed, flapping his wings about as he bent his head to scratch the small stubbly horns against his foreleg. They were annoyingly itchy, and still growing fast, which he thought was probably what was causing the itching.

Narrowing his eyes, he looked to the skies, giving his wings a good stretch. Oh, what he would give to just be able to soar about up there right now. The sun was shining brightly, though the air still had a slight chill to it, and there was a decent wind that would have made for the most spectacular flying races. He could almost imagine the super speeds he could reach, enough to patrol the whole herd's territory in like 5 seconds flat, he guessed. But his wings weren't strong enough yet. Nothing was strong enough about him yet - not for learning how to fight, not for flying, not for anything. A snort escaped through his nostrils. He'd show them all. He'd practice every single day if he had to, and he'd become the biggest, strongest, fastest and best Soquili in the whole herd. Then everyone would know his name. "Jus' you wait..." He mumbled under his breath.

Pressing both ears forwards again, he bounded up onto his spindly legs. There had to be something to do around here! Where were his sisters? They'd be up for a good adventure, or a fun playing session, or something that wasn't just lying around here!

Scouting around the glen, he gave an eager look. He was sure he'd seen Tok'kal around somewhere, not too far away. Straining his ears, he listened for any tell-tale signs that she was around. It was quiet. Almost... too quiet. His eyes scoured the area around him suspiciously. He realised what was going on only a second before a barbaric screech filed the air. His legs scrambled around to try to get out of the way, but he was just a moment too late. A huge blue shape cannonballed into his side.

"Whooaaah!" Came the yelp as he fell to the ground, giving his sister a whack on the head with his flailing wing on the way down. Letting out a growl, he playfully wriggled back onto his feet. "Heeeeey, ah wasn' ready! Das not fair!" He crouched down, arching his back like a cat. He moved first one way, then the other in front of her playfully, flicking his tail eagerly.

He wriggled his noise, looking up at her, eying the tusk that came out of the corner of her mouth. It was the one family trait he hadn't managed to get, something that he was slightly envious of - wings and horns weren't troll traits, after all! A grin spread across his face. "Ah bet you c'n't stalk up on anythin' else!"

"Oh, it's a war ya wan'in'?" A very large grin slowly spread across his face as his eyes narrowed. His hind legs kicked up into the air in an over-eager buck. "Brin' it on!" He suddenly leapt on her, using his full weight to try to force her to the ground, wings flapping madly on either side of his body. A loud, victorious scream rose in his throat as he tried to wrestle her down.

Managing to overbalance from all the wind generated by his wings, he ended up toppling to the ground himself again. His teeth set in a low growl.

"Stupid wings." He cursed, whilst rolling over and trying to attack his sister again.

"Ah wasn't ready b'fore! Ya know tha'!"

His eyes watched as Tok'kal pawed the ground, trying to complete his roll in time. He managed to get up onto his hooves and lashed out towards her with one wing again, but she dodge the first hit with a neat side-step. "Yah, well, 't'least ah'll be able t' fly silen'ly and 'tually creep up on stuff!"

He saw her looming towards him with her shoulder, trying to slam him whilst he was off-balance from the swing. He dived into a roll instead, curling into a small ball on the way from his former forward momentum, attempting to cannon-ball into her legs to send her toppling.

Wings tucked in neatly, he hurtled towards her legs, hoping to avoid the incoming shoulder.

Hakkar spilled out of his roll onto the ground, legs splaying about in all directions. He'd hit the ground harder than he'd expected. Wincing, he staggered back up to his feet. With a quick flex, he could tell that nothing seemed to be damaged. He swirled back around to face his sister, sides heaving with exertion, to find her lying still on the ground.

Panic flashed through him, sending his heart racing even faster. Why wasn't she moving? His legs shook with fear. "H-hey! Ah know ya're pretendin'!" He edged a bit closer. She wasn't responding. His eyes looked at her flanks to see if she was breathing, but he couldn't tell. Eyes darting about guiltily, he checked that no adults were watching. "H-hey! C'mon, ah didn' hit ya that hard!"

He took a few hesitant steps towards her, pushing against her side with his muzzle gently.