The second her fingertips crazed soft gold fur, the small girl began to shriek. Her cries split the quiet air, and in shock, Alaine allowed the small form to slip out of her grasp. Emerald eyes were full of horror and a twisted rage for the insolence of her daughter.
A foreign curse spilled from her maw, but instead of the woman's normally lyrical accent, it was a poisonous, ugly sound. "-ELVIRA-" The name was growled out loudly now, and having reached her daughter's rotund form once more, she moved faster and crueler.
One hand moved to grab the scruff of her neck, away from those sharp little teeth, while the other (with perhaps a little too much glee) aimed for a sharp smack to her rear. It would be the first time that Alaine had ever struck any of her children, but her mind had yet to torment itself with the realisation.
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