[Magicmapping-mailinglist] Ome time all was quiet, till the musical cry of an otter sounded low and clear

[Silvas <mo...@rp...>]

De them be quiet till the dawn should bring the mother badger to the
lair once more. So, huddled close, they were for a time satisfied with a
strangely deliberate game of "King of the Castle," the castle being an
imaginary place in the middle of their bed. Towards that spot each
player pushed quietly, but vigorously, one or other gaining a slight
advantage now and again by grunting an unexpected threat into the ear of
a near companion, or by bestowing an unexpected nip on the flank of the
cub that held for the moment the coveted position of king. Withal this
was a sober pastime, unless Brock, the strongest and most determined
member of the family