“They get the claws!” Shortbeak leapt at her sister, who promptly shrieked and scurried away, futilely trying to flee her sister’s wrath as they chased each other in and around the wooden supports. Her pleas for clemency were callously ignored by her relentless pursuer and thus, with a yelp and a tumble of feathers and fur, she was captured and her sister proceeded to tickle her remorselessly. Each tortured squeal and fit of laughter was a sign of defeat and loss in the face of the unremitting tickle claws of the devious Shortbeak and a harsh lesson learned for embarrassing her sister.