Helder clambered blindly over her littermate's body, letting out quiet grunts as she went. A nearby voice chuckled and nosed her off Modder, causing her to land on her back.
"Be gentle, Koning." Vennoot warned as Koning sat back up.
"She'll make a fine hunter, serving loyally under her brother's reign." Koning's voice sounded from beside Ven's.
"Remember what I told you about choosing their paths young? They have their own life, and they get to live it, not you."
