Blackfeather Woods Lost in the Darkness

Potema's good eye shut halfway, a slight wince as the tank licked her cheek. She enjoyed the caress; it was comforting and reminded her of when she was young and frightened, and her mother would lick her gently until she calmed. It was very nostalgic, even though she did not know the meaning of the word. "I remember...a monster. It was big and scary..." The young girl saw a flash again, sharp white fangs and flame-like eyes. "I dunno what it was..."