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Instead of feeding her, Tahtli met her demanding gestures with laughter and attempted to roll her over for a bath. Momotzli was having none of this, starving as she felt in that moment despite the fact that she was fed regularly and diligently by Mantli -- though this was taking a toll on the already thin halfling. She squirmed and kicked angrily, letting out a babyish squeal -- even attempting to snap at her father's nose when he tried to bathe her in her hungry tantrum.

By the time Vein had posed his question to the outraged tot, her tiny flaxen chest was heaving with the weight of an anger she couldn't understand. Her rose-marked lips trembled in a pout, tears pooling in her eyes -- on the verge of spilling over with her pitiful wails, which were sure to bring her mother running, until he asked if she wanted to hear about the sun god.

It distracted her, long enough that her curiosity got the better of her and her tears dried up. Sniffling, the golden pup gave a heavy nod and plodded over to her father, slumping down in a tiny pile of dejected halcyon fluff. Despite how her stomach rumbled painfully and Tahtli's neglect still smarted, she was desperate for any kind of attention from her sire.