Mavryk let out a startled cry at the fighting that started happening. He stood up and went over to Ralvix's side, and he could see that the poochyena was startled at what was happening too. "She said this was going to be fun," Mavryk murmured, referring to his mother. "But I don't want to fight." He found himself backing up and staying close to a table with different colored crayons on it, and Ralvix had followed him.
"I don't think I like it here, Mavryk." Ralvix whimpered, sitting down with his ears laying back. He found himself wondering if he would come back here on some other day. I hope not..