Swiftcurrent Creek And curiosity

She tasted blood, and licked it hungrily from her lips. Eshe backed off, which satisfied the girl who figured it was only fair, considering the fact she’d been grabbed and carried about without permission. 

She blinked in response to Eshe’s comment, and could sense that she was disliked. She didn’t mind it. At least Eshe didn’t scream back at her in her face like Arric had- she was made of better stuff, Cygnet thought. 

But then, no sooner had the taste of blood left her lips than a rumble stirred in her gut. Her face pinched, and she looked to her side to see where the fur lifted and muscles rippled. It felt like her guts were twisting. 

She shot a look back at Eshe- thinking it must have been the wolf’s blood that caused her stomach to turn.

She inched back, her little ears flattened, and she might have been more resentful had the pain in her gut not begun to worsen. She flopped to her side and began to nibble at the skin along her belly, hoping somehow to alleviate the growing pressure and pain.