Envy soon gave up trying to hoist Amazon onto their back on account that their quills were starting to prickle upright. They paced around her again, watching as she stiffened, freezing as she slumped onto the ground. The quills along their entire length prickled upright then, until they were as bristled like a tilet brush. Whiskers stiffened.
Then the real terror began.
The weasel moved forward towards the twitching and thrashing lizard, darting around her, then stopping and for a moment bouncing and writhing on the spot- they had no idea what was going on. But the young one was looking to them for help.
The weasel sat upright, quills twitching wildly, and tail thrashing against the stone. Finally they jerked forward, and as best they could fastened their teeth around the back of the little lizard's neck. She was small, even compared to them, but their short legs didn't lift her very far off the ground- her tail still dragging on the floor. And they could still feel her twitching.
Then they were running, raising their head and neck up as far as they could and trying desperately not to stumble over her tail. They were surprisingly fast, considering their size, as all of the energy went into their blurring little legs.
@Amazon