Taima had spent the last half hour plotting about how she would escape the old bear den. Being sandwiched between her sleeping siblings, however, quickly diminished any inkling she had conjured. Her tail was trapped beneath one of her brother's hind limbs and Calla or Ryvet (whoever this was sleeping beside her now), she was certain, might wake up and tattle on her. She slowly closed her eyes after sighing deeply. Come to think of it... all her thinking had worn her out.

Her head nodded to the side and she comfortably rested her temple against her forearm. She had just about reentered a slumbering state when she felt someone or something clamp their jowls around one of her feet. Attempting to withdraw her limb from her sibling's reach, the girl let out a small whine, keeping her eyes closed. Maybe Mom would stop them from bothering her further. One of her dark rimmed ears twitched as she heard her sister fuss about beside her. She didn't even dare to open her eyes until she felt the pest start to clamber on top of her. Her eyes widened as soon as she opened them and her ears perked up as her mind became alert once more. A light growl slid between her teeth as she curled her upper lip and lifted her head to face the ball of white fluff that was obviously just begging for her attention.

Facing Calla's side, the girl lightly nudged her nose to her sister's elbow. Two shrill yips briefly opened her jowls as she looked at the being that disturbed her rest. For a second, she quieted, anticipating Calla's next move or a verbal reprimanding from the parent or guardian who was possibly watching the den's entrance form the outside.

Nothing and no one seemed to even mind that Taima was being bothered by her makebate of a sister. But, rather than being upset, the hankering to play and test out her limbs and senses took over. Her eyes searched the darkness for what Calla's attention had snagged on. Her black-tipped tail lifted off the den floor in her sister's mouth, and the dark-pelted girl was quick to return the deed. Or, at least, try to... Crawling forward on her elbows, she arched around and opened her jowls, grasping at the air, unable to get a hold of Calla's wispy, ashen tail.

A rather frustrated growl vibrated in Taima's throat but it quieted as she rolled over and tried to wriggle away (for the sake of keeping their brothers out of their one-on-one squabble), tucking her large paws close to her chest as her sister briefly looked toward the den entrance. Any interference at this point would probably render Taima slightly more adamant or aggressive. Even for a play-fight such as this one and possibly the next... Calla might have briefly won this little dominance fight and made Taima give in to her desires to play, but the masked girl was not about ready to give up. Again, she patiently waited for Calla's next move and an opportunity to make a sportive strike of her own, raising a tawny paw just slightly in preparation to bat at her younger sister - be it her leathery nose, pale face, shoulder, ears, or whatever managed to be within reach.

Calla growled and her sister basically grinned, all of her sharp ivory teeth showing between her ebony lips. Ha! Well... almost. As soon as the ivory girl had regained her bearings, she was back at it and Taima had to brace herself. She gathered her large paws to her chest and closed her eyes... then... BAM! Calla's yap filled the spacious den before she charged into her sibling's ribcage and tottered away from her reach.

Rolling over onto her side, Taima yipped back at her. Once she had gathered her limbs underneath her she eagerly followed. Today, the girls would be the ones out on an adventure... Chasing after her sibling just a few wobbly steps behind, she, too, began to climb up the gentle slope that led up to the surface above. She was not sure about whether or not Mom or Dad or any of the pack would be there, but she was willing to take the chance to play out in the open. Going out only meant that they would be away from the boys, able to enjoy the sunlight, and, most importantly, have more room to play!

Following on Calla's heels, Taima scrambled up the tunnel, running right into her sister's backside. She stumbled back onto her rump with a soft 'oof!' and fluttered her eyes, blinded by the sudden amount of sunlight all around her. Calla sneezed, and Taima's head tilted before she, too, let out a muffled 'chooo' from her half-closed muzzle. Everything seemed to hit her at once - the aroma of sun-warmed earth, the fresh grass, the cedar and fir greenery, the distant scent of the creek... all mingled with the familiar scent of her family. She watched as her sibling found her bearings and started to explore, stepping forth only after she made sure Taima was close by.

Her brow wrinkled. It seemed as if Calla had discovered something... The girl followed suit and lowered her nose to the forest floor. Instantly scents she recognized surfaced in her mind. Mom had been her... and Dad had been here... along with... others who seemed to be harboring the scent of Cedarwood Forest. She looked to Calla curiously, asking now what she had found to confirm they were on the same page, "Whozat? Mum-um?"