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Blood was everywhere. Well, okay, not everywhere everywhere, but in enough places to make Titmouse a bit confused. It dripped from his mouth, coated his lower jaw and throat like a bib, and didn't seem like it was about to stop for any reason. His little baby tooth sat on the ground next to the stone, shining and strange, and he stared down at it with a mixture of horror and fascination.

He was so focused upon the mess he'd made, and the throbbing in his gums, that Titmouse didn't hear the shuffling of Towhee until she was practically on top of him. She must've stepped on something, because the sound cued a sudden jolt from him, and as he looked over his eyes went wide. Towhee! he blurted loudly - not understanding yet that she was deaf, but perhaps she could read it on his lips - and the fur all over his body puffed like a dandelion.