Sawtooth Spire This city's gonna break my heart.

Her mother appeared at her rear, rushed and prepared to attack just as she anticipated, but the anger withered in her maw just as soon as it began to rumble behind bared fangs. Ciri blinked at her, confused. How could she not be as outraged at the audacity of this tiny silver beast who dared to creep around their rendezvous? 

The lioness' frustration shifted from the very demon it ought to be directed toward, and turned on Ciri. The girl huffed a breath, riled by her dam's lack of support. "It's lookin at me," she complained, tail lashing at her rump as narrowed eyes sought to pierce her enemy again with a pointed stare. "I tol' it to buzz off and it's still here!"