Noctisardor Bypass noumou

She scrambled backward, her tail tucking between her legs as a forepaw came up to touch her smarting lip. When Druid glanced down at her toes, there was a spot of blood there. Her ears drew backward, flattening to her head when Skaigona’s growl was quickly followed by a whine. She put her foot back on the ground and scattered with the others.

Soon they were tucked back in the safety of the den. It bitsed me, Druid whined softly to her mother. Of course, Sequoia was quick to kiss her boo-boo and soothe all three girls until, one by one, they dropped off to sleep.

She didn’t know it consciously but the dreaming Druid had learned an important lesson for any young, aspiring hunter: sometimes, the prey bit you back.