Drop Bear Attack

Resin continued to move a few paces away from him before sitting down. She rolled her shoulders and took another deep breath. Fear had struck like a snake the moment that she knew it was Mort. Fear for what could have been. With her scissor like teeth and the power in her trained jaws she could have done some serious damage.

His soft,  hesitant tones came from behind her. He was still so childlike. The most childlike out of the bunch.  Composure regained,  she cast a glance over her shoulder and motioned for him to come close. She wasn't mad at him. She had simply been filled with emotion.