How To Herd Jello Cats

The air exploded in howls of alarm and warning, her brother beginning to gather to him wolves to defend against the attack. Vanta immediately went in search of her sire - clearly the strongest of them all, who could defend her against all home - but had been intercepted by the firm grip of her mother. She fluffed out her neck fur against the grab, but Zee had too much practice holding onto the squirming crystal-touched child, and could put up no resistance good enough to escape.

Deposited back down safely in the warrens beneath the Col with the others, Vanta began to pout. "Why can't Dad stay with us?" She whined, clambering onto her mother's lap and pressing her forehead into the soft fur upon her chest. "Why are there bad guys here? Why do we want to hurt them? Can't we just ask them nicely to leave?"

Keahi's words drew her ear and the pup tentatively pulled her face from her mother's fur, glancing over at the red woman. A game sounded fun, but.. she wrestled with indecision. Was it fair to have fun when others were out there fighting, maybe getting hurt? Her ears slicked back against her skull and she glanced over at the others of her litter, hoping someone else could make a decision for her.

"Speech"