Moonspear the pack

sialuk was not easily distracted. kukutux would have laughed, had not saviguk suddenly smashed into his sister with more force than she would have liked. and it came to pass, then, that the sharpness of blood rose on the air. the duck clucked, frowning; she rushed forward and nosed between her fish-scented brood, lapping her tongue across the girl's tiny muzzle in an attempt to soothe her.

saviguk, momentarily, was given a little nudge; she beckoned them both away from the small mess and looked the pair over, worried despite herself, wanting her daughter's saddened cries to cease and happiness be regained again.