It was a peaceful afternoon, and Tourtour and Jueur were sitting together, eagerly munching on some delicious treats.
But suddenly, Jueur’s mood shifted.
With a quick glare, he snatched the last piece from Tourtour’s plate.
Tourtour’s eyes widened in shock.
“Hey, that was mine!”
Jueur just smirked, crunching loudly as he chewed.
“No, it’s mine now!”
Tourtour’s tiny paws scrambled for another bite, but Jueur pushed him away with a swift swipe.
“Not now, Tourtour!” he snapped, clearly enjoying his power.
Tourtour felt hurt and frustrated. He had never seen Jueur act this way.
“Please, Jueur… share!” he pleaded, his voice small and sad.
But Jueur was determined. He kept eating quickly, leaving Tourtour watching, hungry and upset.
Finally, after a long, tense moment, Mom walked in.
She saw the scene—Jueur greedily eating and Tourtour sitting there, his stomach growling.
“Jueur!” she called sternly. “What do you think you’re doing?”
Jueur froze, his ears drooping.
“Not sharing?”
Jueur hung his head in shame.
“Sorry, Tourtour…” he mumbled.
Mom gave both of them a gentle reminder. “Sharing is important. Never let anyone go hungry.”
From that moment on, Jueur never fought with Tourtour over food again.
