Cadoc got angy at spur :)

I drove my claws into the rough slope of a sun-baked boulder, hauling my weight out of the fern shadows. High ground. Deliberate. The stone radiated noon warmth directly into my feet. At the very crest rested a dried, prickly burr—a tiny usurper occupying my vantage point. Unacceptable. I lowered my snout until my teeth grazed the dry husk. A low rumble rattled in my jaw before I struck, flicking the intruder cleanly off the edge. It vanished into the dense weeds below. I planted my hind claws firmly upon the summit and cast my gaze across the ferns. My kingdom remains undisputed.