Sawtooth Spire you just wanna know those peanut butter vibes

undeterred by her emotional impulses, the youngling did not wring out all her tears over the situation. as the stings irritated and welled up, phaedra swallowed thickly to combat the blister on her tongue. leaning into the soothing warmth of her vati's ministrations. she closed her eyes. it did not do much to alleviate the throbbing, but his treatment was at the very least a liniment for the soreness that lived on her nerves.
maybe next time she would decide against making an aviary of her mouth for short tempered, buzzing anomalies. really only because she could not yet identify the ones without weapons of mouth destruction. everything else was fair game.
meanwhile, her father clucked. in the solitude of his mind, fatherlike protocol had him holding conference with revenge. however, in the course of thought, he settled on mercy and remained at her side instead, which she liked very much.
the spongy, amphibious greens offered a small reprieve. she welcomed the coolness on her belly, and curiosity drew her mind away from her smarting gums as a ladybug crawled just a hairsbreadth away from her nose.
cleverly, instead of exploring it with her mouth (as one could imagine, the last encounter was still unpleasantly fresh in her mind and tongue), phaedra simply let her eyes accompany the tiny pedestrian on her journey and tried to attract the details of the black dots on scarlet to her sight. squinching her eyes, a fascinated hum crooned from phaedra’s lips as the ladybug took a detour up her pale toes. her eyes lingered sidelong, then suddenly phaedra felt uneasy about the winged commuter coming near her face. there was a black knot in her stomach. 
unsure of herself and this, phaedra cast her attention to her father with stark vulnerability set in her eyes. "mmmm.." she trembled out to him. what's it doing?