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

She hit his muzzle. The taste of blood in her mouth made her recoil, and Eros' reaction made her backpedal even harder. The little tan-and-grey girl couldn't handle pain, as was soon be learned, so when his sharp baby teeth gouged into her cheek and left several pricks and slashes of blood, she cried out and turned and fled for the back of the den. She had no interest in engaging him further, and sought Amara.

Her mother was a most neglectful creature, but she was unlikely to permit her children to kill each other—or maybe she was likely to let it happen, who knew—and Prialux sough a hiding place away from Eros and his brutality within the folds of Amara's stomach.