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He flopped onto his back by her paws, his legs reaching up at her. 
Then, he looked beyond her at the birds watching with their glassy eyes and huge pointed faces like black cacodemons. 

If he were alone, he'd probably up and run with his tail tucked but right now he had his mother. He bared his teeth and snarled up at the birds, his tail waving with lethal intent. He couldn't be scared of the world, he'd conquer it through whatever means he saw fit. 
After a few rumbles of terrible ferocity, he sat up and licked his mother's chin, gently nipping her nose in his affectionate way.