little bunny foo foo It was quiet in the ravine. Her sisters and brother were either napping or somewhere with one of their many orbiters. Although she craved the attention, Calamity was somewhat overwhelmed by the affection they were showered with. The princess wasn't quite sure what to make of it all, except that it felt good to be a hot commodity. The sun was high in the sky, so she figured it was later in the day, but things like "time" were a little beyond her. She busied herself crouching and pouncing on the thin little mice that scurried about the floor of the ravine. They were surprisingly fast, and no matter how hard she tried, she kept falling short of catching one. Cal frowned and grunted as she landed and missed another mouse. Why were they so stinking quick? "Ugh!" She exclaimed, ramming her forehead into the stony wall of the ravine out of frustration. It felt good to hit her head against things, something that none of her siblings seemed to understand. As her horns came in and the bone thickened there, she had a higher tolerance for pain on her skull than most. Forgetting about the mice for now, Cala set to scraping her head on the ravine to relieve some of the intense itching she was experiencing. "calamity ordains you unworthy"

claws and fangs Slowly but surely Banshee's fangs were coming in. As they did the more pain she felt. The fangs were thicker where they came from the gum which caused a lot of pressure to begin with. She felt the need to gnaw on bones and suckle on poppy honey all the time. But, she refrained from doing as much. Hopefully when they were fully grown the pain would quit it wouldn't be so horrible. The eldest of the Klein pups made her way through the ravine with her nose pointed down but eyes flicking about to make sure she was alert. Banshee was always on the hunt for herbs that could be of use. They were going through the stocks like crazy and the babe made sure to be of much use as possible. She found solace in not being completely pathetic or useless. As she carried on through the ravine the sound of a certain banging filled her ears. Banshee raised her head to see a small pup knocking her growing antlers on some rocks and such. The babe raised a brow for a moment. She knew that when animals grew antlers they went through a phase where they got super itchy. This was particularly evident when the Deer was going through velvet shed. With this knowledge she could understand why the pup was doing what she was doing. It was just an odd sight non the less. "You will give yourself a headache if you keep that up." Banshee flicked her nose to a tree, "Just run them along the base of a tree. The bark should help cease some of the itching." The babe moved closer to her cousin with a neutral look. Speech