Morningside Cuesta kill the witch

Milan was still trembling when Easy returned. Baby was on his back between her front paws, in the process of being checked over. He's okay, just some scrapes and bruises. Amadeus, whatever his plan had truly been, clearly hadn't intended to kill Baby. He's sturdy. And thank god for that. If it had been Mission outside instead, Milan wouldn't dare imagine what could have happened.

Baby wiggled back to his feet, bounding to his mother with more urgency than he had ever gathered in his one month of life. Fear did that to a kid, apparently.

Milan got back to her paws, nose twitching as she searched for signs of blood. Are you hurt? That was quite the leap. She had always heard stories about what motherhood could do to a woman, but Easy was almost certainly her proof.