Moonspear the devil at your door

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Sialuk, still small, felt the twitch of her mother and whined a short, soft whine. The next thing she experienced was rather an odd feeling. The ground below simply ceased to exist as her mother lifted her from the floor with her mouth. She was still so young, so small, and so weak that there was little protest from the silvery child. She hung limply in her mother's jaws, blind and deaf to the world around her.