Blackfeather Woods the cookie jar

@Twitch @Meldresi sorry for the long wait... I needed some time off of RP to get my muse flowing

indentExcitedly, the night child ran all the way to his weasel's side, jumping in anxiousness for whatr was to come, which to his surprise, wasn't at all what he expected from mommy. She sniffed the weasel closely, and as she did, Damien's heartbeat increased rapidly. Then her head rose, and with a derisive laugh she told Damien that he hadn't killed it properly. His heart stopped. She wasn't supposed to know that it wasn't dead, and it wasn't supposed to die!

With shaking limbs and cold sweat running down his forehead (that if he would have been human), the night child stuttered a response. "Yes mommy... The Sqwhirl is ded..." he was now frightened that maybe mommy would try and kill it herself. That wasn't supposed to happen. He should have gotten his treat by now, and Twitch should have been free to get his precious cookies!