Noctisardor Bypass EAT ONLY NETTLES FOR ONE YEAR.

The bird flounced off. Anselm tracked its trajectory with a scowl, turning back to seize the girl -- only for her to start making noise.

Oh, god. A snotbubble burst in the corner of her nostrils as she sucked in another gasp, sporting an impressive set of pipes for something so small. Euuuuuwwwww. Anselm's ears pinned and he looked to Etienne, begging: please make it stop --

The healer raised a paw and shushed him. Anselm felt his racing heart was steadying, despite the baby-screams lighting up the place. Etenne's crooning joined the noise. Anselm tried to recover his shaky nerves.

They'd found her. Everything was going to be okay.

Except his ears, maybe.