Wisps in the air

Potema whimpered, sitting back on her haunches, holding her injured paw up slightly in the air. She shifted, her eyes leaking tears down her face as Damien walked away. "No go." The princess flinched, hearing a voice in her ears again that whispered nonsense for a brief moment, muffling whatever Damien said next. She merely blinked as Damien tipped his head back, forcing a squeak from his mouth. Potema understood what he was trying to do. Call for mama.

The white princess shifted again, forcing herself into the same position as Damien. She tried to howl, her attempt succeeding far better than Damien's. She managed a longer call, though it was not as sonorous and echoing as the howls of the adults. Her ears flopped sadly. "Keep twyin'."