Hushed Willows i heard the old songs radiating from you

there is rustling from behind them as ariel prepares to intervene, but he needn't worry -- atwoods own treacherous brother prevents his grand escape. traitor! he yips sharp as baby teeth sink into ear, thoroughly distracting him from his previous obsession. growling his meanest puppy-growl, atwood falls into his brother and begins to kick, the spike of babyish anger replaced nearly instantly by instinctive desire to play.