Dragoncrest Cliffs I think I left my conscience on your front doorstep

Aminthe bumbled up to her, adorable beyond comprehension. Meerkat reached out a paw, hovering it by the tiny girl’s shoulder in case she took a tumble. She grinned when the Pebble did gently collapse on her other paw, promptly gnawing at her toes. It strung a little, though she stayed still, bringing her free paw down in gentle strokes along the baby’s head and back.

What if, she said after a moment, noticing a stick nearby and bending to drag it nearer, grunting with the effort. What if you chewed on this instead? she proposed, gently withdrawing her paw from Aminthe’s mouth and nudging the more appropriate chew toy toward her. She felt sorry for Erzulie’s poor nipples, her own aching in sympathy.