Wapun Meadow neck twist like exorcist

Mother appears; the familiar voice sounds from behind her, earning a swivel of her head. It was as if she'd somehow manifested a meal! Hunt and kill? No, what was the use in that?
Athalia's greeting is a simple, wordless whuff; a staring match, at first, before she stumbles closer on stout limbs in search of a teat to latch onto. Her teeth poke and gnaw at skin until she finds purchase and she attempts to pull nutrients from the body of birthgiver, like an unrepentant leech.