Moonspear the night brings violence, are you okay

It was a surreal feeling, to see the ground from this view — the sensation was overpowered only by the pain that tore at her shoulders as the talons that held her in place tightened their grip. She squirmed and kicked, ears folding back against her head as the eagle released a shattering cry that seemed to reverberate both through the forest and within her skull.

It seemed like hours of frantic struggling, but it only took minutes for her father to respond. At the savage words of Charon which Lyra barely made out, she peeked open an eye, relieved by the sight of the white wolf charging towards her. However, what the bird wanted, she did not know. Would it be able to take her above the trees and far away? Carried off to be eaten by a horde of these creatures? Heart beating rapidly in fear, the pup shrieked to her father as she battered the air some more with her legs. "HELP! DADDY, HELP!"