Firestone Hot Springs i could love you

He's lost track of Phillip and Maman, somehow. The dark and the stench are disorienting, sure, but usually he manages to keep near to them regardless of circumstance. His heart starts to race as he realizes he's truly alone — and then a snarl cuts through the darkness. Blood turns to ice in his veins, and a half-beat later something slams into him. He barely registers the feeling of teeth digging into him at first, past the shock and suddenness of it. For a moment he only stumbles back, shocked. But then pain lances through him, white-hot, and a pained snarl rips itself from his muzzle. He snaps at his attacker, reaching for anything he can get to, still snarling fiercely.