Redtail Rise we don't know where it came from but it's attracting a lot of cats

ancelin bobbled his head. sight and hearing might still evade him, but smell did not. the child, who had bumped up behind his brother at this point, was unfortunately splashed in the milkfed butt-stew. 
the boy was still and rigid and shaken with horror and the overwhelming of tiny senses.
and then ancelin began to shriek, a damned sound that was almost vulturine in its screech.