Moonspear the guardian

✴        Try as he might, little Revui was still so hungry and there was nothing happening to change that. The white toe in his mouth soon transitioned from possible source of a meal to hairy soother (ew), and he spat it out. With a few whines and little noises he plopped his chin against the damp foot of his father, and idly chattered away — appeasing himself with little sounds to distract from the lack of food.