Arrow Lake The terror you feel in quiet moments is not misplaced, just mistimed

Aure pulled away and Dragomir's fussing ended, but only for a moment. Soon he was twisting around until he rested once more on his belly, while his dam murmured words against him that he could not hear but only felt. He shrieked again, a quiet sound of discovery, as he suddenly rocketed away from her with swiftly pulling limbs. He could only crawl still, but it was a marked different from the week before. Now Dragomir had real strength in his legs, and grip in his paws. Now he could go fast, and he did, fleeing toward the bright dance of light where the den opened into the thicket.