Moonspear safe in the steep cliffs

The first of the girls was on him in a very adorable, very pointy instant. Ow! he hissed as the first girl's milk teeth caught his leg. A second charged forth, and now he had seen three of the four girls. Thing Three came forth with a battle cry of what was probably the sharpest rebukes she knew, then bit him as well. The pain was superficial and nothing he could bear, so as Thing Two came at them yelling, he let himself fall to the ground with an exagerrated cry. Oh man, he grunted, the colossus now toppled. You got me. He fully expected to feel little teeth on him, and prepared to play dead after they landed a few good hits.