Hushed Willows [NaWoWriMo] you made a bad boy outta me

She leapt to her paws as the. . .thing. . .began to knock things over in his panic, something she hadn't thought possible, at least not with such ease. Stop! she cried out, bristling. It's. . .it's okay. Just calm down. For all it was fearsome, it sparked a maternal instinct within her she couldn't quite explain.

Even with a little extra something between her legs, she still was a mother.

Can you understand me? the Satori asked, cocking her head. What's your name? She was completely and utterly flummoxed by this turn of events, and if things weren't bad enough, her other children had started to cry as well, disturbed by the noise. Oh, bollocks.