Hushed Willows The keeper of this host

Just because Grace struggled didn't mean Tambourine let go. As a matter of fact, he clamped on all the tighter, still attempting to milk the stingy nipple for all its worth. He heard his mother's laughter behind him and his ears twitched in response, yet still he did not relinquish his tenacious grip. Even when a paw swiped at his side, he remained latched on tight. Only when his mother finally wedged herself in between himself and Grace, then grabbed onto his scruff, did the little boy give up on the endeavor. He came off with an unceremonious pop!

Then he dangled helplessly in the Alpha female's jaws. Tambourine batted his forelegs in Grace's direction, just for fun, but didn't put up a struggle otherwise. He was content to just hang out (literally) in his mother's mouth, to go wherever she took him next.