Redhawk Caldera There's a shining in the shadows

As Fennec spoke, he stopped his wrestling, lifting his head to stare open-mouthed at her. She didn't need to ask twice. Killdeer didn't quite get the gist of all the words, but he understood the stance his mother took, deep in his marrow.

MA! he answered, rising to his paws to charge toward her with bared teeth. He tried to seize her neck, like he'd done with Caracal, but she was too tall. 

Instead, he hopped, slamming against her with all the strength he had—which was not much. Once grown, Killdeer would be big as any wolf, but for now, even his diminutive dam dwarfed the boy.

It was a pitiful sight.