Moonspear the night brings violence, are you okay

Adding a quick ending to this!

Thankfully for Charon, puppies were soft and squishy and, in Lyra's case, still quite light. She let out a terrified squeal as the eagle suddenly soared towards her father, feeling its talons loosen their grip. She would have been relieved had she not been so high in the air! With another scream that ended with a grunt, the girl landed awkwardly atop his back after being released from the creature's grasp. She gave no resistance as Charon quickly plucked her from his back and then scrabbled underneath him as quick as she could.

His words instilled no calm within her, eyes watering as she trembled underneath her father. She could see glimpses of the terrifying bird circling above them. With a soft cry, Lyra hid her head between her forepaws and cowered, trying to block everything out as she waited for Charon to scare the mean bird away.

She only peeked out from behind her paws when she felt a gentle lick on her forehead. She glanced, quivering, up at the sky. The creature had disappeared. Questioningly, she looked up at Charon who gave her another reassuring lick before gingerly nosing her back to the den, promising that she was safe now — her father had chased away the big bad.