Evil Beauty

There was little hesitation in Talon's step as he bounded forward, immediately upon hearing his mother's call to the children. No; his eyes gleamed with unabashed adoration for his single parent. His father had been away for some time, and though it made the boy quite sad to not see him anymore, he didn't exactly know why. Maybe he didn't like him? Or didn't like their mom? But how! She was so beautiful and loving and perfect.

The brief sadness he felt evaporated completely as she came into view. Behind the boy, his tail began to wag rapidly behind him, a clear sign of his joy. "Mama!" He paused his approach to speak, his voice soft but certain. She seemed sad, holding Misty close. Was something wrong? He faltered a bit as he hobbled forward. He had grown much more steady on his three paws, though often stumbled and fell still. He didn't get why he was so much more unsteady on his paws than his siblings, but they never made fun of him, and so he was content. "Misty! What's wrong?" He nosed his mother's cheek tenderly as he drew closer to the two.