"WOAHHH" Mira's last pickle exclaimed. "Soo many pow pow!" She added.
Mira looked around then at her baby. "Pow pow?" She questioned.
Her baby brought her hands inwards then pushed it out continuously shaking her fingers too while wording. "Pow pow!"
It was then Mira understood. Fire. Her baby meant fire. Mira chuckled. "Yesss, so many pow pow."
Her son was completely in awe. They truly had not interacted with the beast people outside of their nursery so seeing so many was astounding and exciting to them. "Mama, so many kinds of beasts. Cheetah with red tail. Cheetah with white tail. Cheetah with round ears. Cheetah with pointy ears." Her son sounded mesmerised.
Mira looked around. He was referring to the beast people. The foxes, the wolves, and many others.
"They are not cheetahs, my lovely pickle." Mira said to him. "They are different beasts."
Mira wished she had a tail and animal features. She would have let her son know that she was a fox.
