“Lava Rocks” but sung to the tune of Thunderstruck

Modesty kinda regretted not getting to know this side of the family better, maybe if she had she’d have some playful banter to throw back and forth, but her self-interest had prevented her from achieving that (yet). Maybe if she had, she would have more places to dump her pesky kids.

A chuckle left her chest as the pale wolf barrelled towards her, he was in for a spiky surprise. Long quills bristled across her nape and shoulders and she lowered her antlered head to meet his charge. It wasn’t like she wanted to take out anyone’s eye, she just hoped to take her own glittering paw adornments and use Ghoul’s momentum to knock him off balance, maybe drop her own weight down and make him eat dirt...

If only she had learned how to fight properly.

“Speech.”