Kintla Flatlands xena: warrior princess

Amusement danced rapidly in Hawkeye's pastel orbs. She momentarily felt guilty that her daughter would be poked by the poor creature, but wiped that away, knowing that this was a lesson her daughter needed to learn — being cocky and void (mostly) of cautiousness had its prices.

She held back a ball of laughter that swelled in her chest. No wonder mama laughed when this happened to me when I was young. Forcing herself to straight composure, Hawkeye walked up to Junior with genuine concern. "Sit still," she spoke calmly before bending down (careful not to poke herself) and quickly pulling the spike from her daughter's paw. The mother nuzzled her daughter to comfort her for a moment, then pulled back, waiting for her daughter to speak before she taught her a lesson. by beating her with the porcupine