Hushed Willows What I would do to take away this fear of being loved

It worked! Prialux was equal parts pleased and perplexed about that, although she wasn't old enough to properly realize that it shouldn't have worked. The fact was that it had, and now she had Kavos about the neck. She nipped at the fur on his cheeks, unable to gauge where his actual skin was and missing several times. It was long enough for him to find his motion, and then his head darted down, and Prialux met her match.

As Kavos' jaws closed around her foreleg, she squeaked, first with indignance and then with panic and mirth rolled into one. What he was doing was not only intensely uncomfortable, but also ticklish. She disengaged, or tried to, but even as her one limb slid from his shoulders, the other one was held fast by his jaws, and Prialux began to tug comically on her own leg whilst squawking in her brother's face.