Herbalists' Cache muradoii

and then, there was the second. the first daughter, plump and full. gifted with size she would grow in to; a wrath evident in the way she screams upon her land into the soft snow. 

a violent, wailing cry. tiny paws fighting an invisible attacker, until she is nestled closer against her mother. ferocious, she kicks at her brother. fighting for the best teat so suckle on, to fill her already plump belly more. 

only when she suckles does she finally quiet. a greedy little thing.