The Sunspire the amulet

During his patrol, Rannoch had come across a piece of red onyx. At first, he had been convinced that it was an abandoned piece of a giblet but, upon further observation, he was proven wrong. Without hesitation, Rannoch grabbed the stone and beelined straight towards the family den. 

He approached the family den, his tail waving and his expression bright; he couldn't wait to see what the kids would make of the onyx. Standing just outside the entryway, Rannoch placed the stone at his paws. 

He boofed excitedly, hoping to catch somebody's attention. 

@Remi!

He caught Remi's.

She looked to see her father and wagged her tail and smiled. The sun gleamed off the precious stone he had found, and her blue eyes were drawn to it. What is that! She hurried forward to inspect the shiny red thing, face bright and alert. She nosed at it. Ohhhhh. It was like a rock but it was way prettier than most rocks. She glanced up at her father with a question and excitement.

"Can has?"

Remi was the first to emerge from the family den, and Rannoch encouraged her approach with a smile. She was quick to spot the present that he had retrieved, and Rannoch took a step back so that she could investigate further. 

"Can has?" Remi asked soon after, and Rannoch's grin widened. "It's all yours, princess. Thank you for asking," he replied as he reached forward and touched his nose to her forehead.

Remi lifted herself up, pressing her head into her father's nose and lips and soaking his approval and affection.

She pounced the stone with a giggle then, capturing it between her tiny paws like a cat with a mouse, her rump in the air and her tail fanning excitedly. "I has!" She exclaimed. The silver girl scratched and scooped the gem toward her, rubbing her pads across its smooth surface and peering at its striking color intently. Then she swept it into her mouth and reared, throwing her head back with joy and landing herself immediately into trouble.

Remi had sucked the stone back into her throat as she tried to breathe, and was gagging on it.

"You do!" Rannoch replied with enthusiasm, "Daddy's pretty-girl has a pretty stone!" 

Remi got herself into trouble quickly, and Rannoch lept into action the moment that she began to fall. "Remi!" he exclaimed as he rushed to her side—he knew that he needed to act fast. 

"Cough, honey," Rannoch encouraged before he placed his paw towards the top of her chest and roughly massaged upward. The method was one that he had seen Liffey do before, and he could only hope he was executing it as his wife had. If not, he was shit out of luck.