When they were very young, Buwan pushed Araw into a fast-flowing stream.
"Sister, my sister, I’m losing my grip! Grab my hand!” cried Araw, her small hands clinging onto the slippery banks.
"No, sister, I won’t,” replied Buwan, "for you will pull me in too!”
Another time, Araw caught a cicada and put it in a cage she’d made out of bark. Buwan grabbed the cage and shook it.
"Sister, my sister,” cried Araw, "please be careful, because that is a present for our father.”
The details in the excerpt show readers that Buwan
a. appreciates Araw’s generosity.
b. loses respect for Araw’s intelligence.
c. has little regard for her sister’s well-being.
d. may be unaware of her sister’s treachery.
