Hushed Willows Kissing up on fences and up on walls on the way home

Truth be told, Eros hadn’t the slightest of clues as to what he was doing, exactly. He knew what he’d wanted to accomplish, and had believed without even a hint of uncertainty that he was doing something good, but he hadn’t been able to comprehend that he was bringing her pain. His teeth were new and his jaws a weapon that he wasn’t the least bit used to handling. Never, to his knowledge, had he caused any pain whilst nursing, so what made pulling on his sister’s ear any different? From what he could tell, there was nothing, and so the whelp had refused to give up. He’d pulled and pulled and pulled until—what is that?

An unusual substance touched his tongue and his eyes widened, intrigued but mildly panicked. What was it? What could it do? Had he the words to ask, perhaps he would have, but it was doubtful that he’d have ever been heard. All of the sounds around him had been drowned out by a scream, the pitch having been enough to force his ears to lay flat against his crown. He didn’t know what was wrong or what had happened, but wanted it all to stop. Whatever had made her scream, as well as the scream itself, were things that he wanted to be eliminated from existence altogether. His silent wish had been answered, too, but there had been a price to pay that he was most infuriated by.

Prialux hadn’t given in to what he wanted. She hadn’t followed him out into the open, nor had she allowed for him to drag her out. Instead, the girl had lashed out at him, the attack having been unforeseeable. The child was shocked, to say the least, and had released her the moment she’d first struck him. He didn’t fear her, he couldn’t, but he also didn’t understand her. Confusion became disappointment, which had then turned into anger. Again, he’d tried to go towards her, but already had she made her next move. There was a stinging sensation that had made its way across the bridge of his muzzle, the feeling of her teeth breaking through his flesh having made Eros yelp this time. Appalled by the fact that one of his younger siblings had drawn forth from his body a peculiar, reddened substance, he’d thrown himself towards her without a single care in the world. He was sure to end up with several more wounds, yet such was an outcome that had never reached his mind. All that was present in his head was the need to knock his sister down and show her that she was wrong, which he would likely apologize for after everything had cooled down.