the joys of teething

A throbbing pain radiated within her upper jaw as Banshee moved through the wilderness. Large paws carried the almost yearling towards one of the smaller lakes that formed the paw shaped lake they lived around. At first the pain just felt like maybe a tooth ache or some sort of head ache. Perhaps something had cut her gums or lodged between her teeth. But, with time it got worse and it was almost at the point in which she couldn't even sleep. It was a similar pain to getting a new tooth, but how could that be happening when she already had all her teeth?

Rather quickly the young gal made her way to Luce's den. She moved with ease through the lands she called home. Ashen's territories had become her personal stomping grounds and she knew the paths like the back of her front paws. As Banshee approached she lifted her feminine yet youthful tones into the air. "Luce?" Was her aunt sleeping? The babe truly hoped not, but if she was she'd have to resort to herb hunting by herself.

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