User blog comment:Doctor Ibrahim/Ask the Doc and his Family!/@comment-25808351-20180124030225/@comment-28358106-20180228123907

"Lucida is a golem.  She ages differently than---"

Thomas is cut off by Tirush perking her ears up. She unwraps him from her wing. She has heard the tussle between Partha and Typhon become serious.

"I must discipline our daughter.  I shall return." She leaps atop the balustrade and leaps into the air, her wings pumping, buffeting the two with wind for a few short seconds.

As Marcus tries to break up the fight, he can hear Tirush taking wing in the distance, on the other side of the house. Within seconds she is on the scene.

She lands heavily, and, seeing the tussle, bellows a short, deep roar, almost a bark. It lacks malice, but Marcus immediately knows that Tirush is not happy.

And the two immediately reapond. Partha lets go, her anger disappearing, and shrinks back. Typhon gives a little, high pitched bellow and immediately rolls onto his back, his clawed paws up. Tirush snarls and crabs the nape of his neck with a taloned hand and drags him thirty feet away while he mewls and screeches the whole time.

With one last snarl, she leaves him, and marches up to Partha, who immediately begins protesting.

"He hissed to me!  He was playing bad and he---"

Tirush's hand darts out and she grabs a fistful of Partha's mantle, her fur still short. Partha squeals and shrinks back, tears springing to her eyes.

"What did I tell you?  'Ch-dahr uűhr na-ma-se dah!  Use your words!  Your words, hrrdah!  You are not a t-thokh and I will not tell you again!" She gives the girl's mantle a shake.

Partha squeals again, not protesting, but not moving, either.