Ouroboros Spine Little gentle hearts

Six weeks had already come to pass. Chinook and her sister had already grown so much, even if the little ones didn't quite notice it themselves. Their ears were up now. They were growing in sharp little teeth. They could see and smell and speak, even if Chinook spoke little. 

Stretching and yawning, she woke with a need to put her growing teeth to use as teething came in. She began pawing and biting at her mother's tail.