Noctisardor Bypass something kissed by the wild

inside the den, skaigona stirred.
the colossus of warmth and milk that had served her was now missing.
tiny blunt muzzle bobbed upward with an infant's weak-necked imperiousness. she was not cold, but instinct had woken her, and it was instinct that now split her jaws into a massive shriek, directly into her brother's folded ear.