Rip and Hiss had been woken by something buzzing near them. Then the roots had sprung up and tried to capture them. Both murder muffins, now nearly fully grown, jumped as one and assessed the threat.
It was small, like a firefly, and horrible to look at.
It had a green glow to it. With the same shape as the creator, but naked. It's mud-brown hair hung on its head in lumps. Something dripped from its claws, little needle-like things that they were.
It was horrendous.
It wanted them to submit to its will.
It was foolish.
Hiss was the first to attack, as was her right as the main hunter between them. She aimed a strike with her paw to get the little beast out of the air so it could be stomped on.
The thing flew out of reach at the last second. It hissed and it dived towards Hiss' eyes. The fairy tried to rake its claws inside, but it wasn't the only thing that could jump.
