Everything happened a lot faster then expected. One moment he was on top of Goslingkit and the next he was back on the nursery floor, the big comforting molly inveterate him and the other kit.
Blood trickled down Waspkits snout, passing his own ajar lips for his tongue to taste. He licked up at his nose, tongue only reaching a small section of the cut. He pointed a paw at his fang, laying abandoned in the dust.
"Well I'm not dead again so fine?" The gap where the tooth was meant to be was apparent from the small whistle when he spoke.
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