Attakullakulla strutted into the clearing, his head held high and his chest puffed out. He was wearing his prized possession - a necklace made of owl talons. He proudly showed it off to anyone who would look.
Salalai, his sister, curled her lip at his display of arrogance. "What's with the necklace, Attakullakulla? Trying to win a show-off competition?" she teased.
Attakullakulla scoffed. "Please, Salalai. I don't need to prove my skills to anyone. I wear this because it represents my strength and power," he boasted.
Salalai couldn't help but shake her head at her brother's cockiness. "You know, Attakullakulla, not everything is about strength and power. Sometimes, knowledge is just as important," she retorted.
Attakullakulla laughed, looking at his sister as if she was a silly pup. "Knowledge? What do you know, kea-head? You're as nerdy as those birds with their funny green feathers," he sneered.