"Bad cub! Bad cub!" Malck crowed. He pecked Klein's nose then flapped his wings to get into the air.
Nixon howled with rage and headbutted the cub over with his large frame.
"Come on Abyss, when we get back we can heal your wounds." Nik said calmly. He did not say anything his father or anything bad that was happening other than Abyss's wounds, trying to calm her.