Blackfeather Woods At least we'll both be numb

The world seems to shift now, but it is only Kendra moving, and his head moving with her jaws. Pietro doesn't understand this, though. To him, the world is moving, and he is all the more disoriented and upset for it. He cries out a series of loud yips, thrusts his paws against the ground and backpedals as best he can. The boy somehow manages to pull his snout away from his sister's harmless gums in the process. The smell of urine replaces the smell of her milky saliva and he lifts his head to sniff with interest as he quiets his own cries.

He has no more time left to analyze this change in his environment, for Burke grabs him and pulls him close just as he pulls himself nearer to the wet spot on the den floor. He protests with flailing limbs and widely gaping mouth, but settles in his father's protective arms when the comfort of a tongue washes over him. By the time Burke notices that Kendra has soiled herself and shifts his ministrations to her, Pietro is half-asleep tucked into the crook of his elbow.