Watery tears were pouring out of her pink eyes and her nose sniffed. Her head was pressed hard into the crevice as if it helped block out the sounds and smells, or the pain of her head against the rock side of the market cavern gave her something to focus on. He could barely hear her father's words but she recognised the tone. He was soothing her like he did when she had an upset stomach when she had too much milk when she was younger. Bleary-eyed and sniffly she slowly pulled herself out of the crevice. A stranger shouted something and another sound clashed into her overworked sensitive ears and she bolted into the space between his hip and stomach! The sound had suddenly hurt!
The world became known again. The smell and warmth and feel of his fur helped the screaming tension in her tiny body melt. She could hear the thudding of his heartbeat over everything now. She burrowed harder into his hip, imagining the safe warm place of their den. She didn't know there could ever be Too Many things at once before!
