Grotesque Parody

Now it was Aurelia's turn to growl, a low, dangerous sound that echoed the challenge in her radiant cyan eyes. "Of course I can feel them." she snapped back, her tail bristling with irritation. The thought of his accusatory words sank in, her body stiffening in response to this fresh blow to her already bruised ego. “It's not like counting stones.” She spat the last word out as though it was a curse, her voice filled with venom. The icy air around her seemed to prickle and crackle with her growing anger.

"But what would you know about it? Have you ever carried pups? Have you ever felt them squirming and kicking inside you? They move, Sephiran.” Her words were harsh, almost biting in the frigid air of north. "But they do not announce their numbers. They don't give me any numerical accounting of their existence." She finished, her body tense and ready for whatever retaliation he might throw her way.

"Sephiran & Aurelia"