There was a squeal as she fell into the den, the knowledge she just stepped into someone's nest and child hitting her like a truck as her face hit the ground. FUCK. SHIT. SOR--ACK and then there were teeth in her flesh, the soft scar tissue easy to pierce with milk teeth, giving the child it's first taste of blood as Sparrow made the attempt to pull her leg free. Shit she cursed, doing her best to prevent any more damage to the den and children within, unsteadily raising on three legs as she pulled her other out of the den.

Unfortunately, the child came with her leg, bright red and growling even as she set him down onto the ground.

He was latched on, and Sparrow cursed again. Chill out lil' terror she murmured, trying to gently push him away. Where's yer Ma she raised her head then, seeing the golden form making a face at her, her own ears going back. Didn't mean ta! Sorry!!

The little beast was trying to shake her leg as she spoke.