Fox's Glade [m] biology, i am an organism, i'm chemical

Today had become a day of learning things, apparently. On top of being blessed - or cursed - with the knowledge that Akavir had at least one child, she was now unfortunately victim to puppy teeth. Which were sharp.
What the fuck is wrong wit' you?! Came a knee-jerk response, ripping herself further away from the insolent brat and tucking her paws under her chest. Jesus Christ, daddy never taught yah fuckin' manners, did he? 
On top of her hormonal irritability and all the daydreaming of murder she'd been doing, this child seemed dead set on making it worse. Her teeth flash with a tight curl of her lip, followed by a warning snarl. Are you fuckin' deaf? Leave me alone. You're not my problem today.