Felix tilted his head, tails flicking with curiosity. "But… how did you fight with your cousin?" he asked honestly, clearly unable to imagine Rocky hurting even a mosquito, let alone getting into a real fight.
Rocky blinked, then lifted his chin a little, as if recalling a very dramatic war.
"I… I…" he started, searching for the right words, then nodded to himself like a brave storyteller. "I called her a thief," he said seriously. "And then I complained to her mom."
The class leaned in.
Rocky continued, growing more animated. "She got sooo angry. Like…" he waved his hands in the air, trying to demonstrate the intensity, "…super angry."
He hesitated, then admitted softly, "She found me when I was alone… and she started hitting my arms."
Alina's expression softened instantly, but before she could react…
"I didn't hit her back," Rocky added quickly, as if proud of that. "I didn't want to hurt her. So I cried."
His voice brightened suddenly.
