Dear trio of Babysnatchers that found your way into a dining room,
Of all the babies you could have taken, you decided you wanted the son of the very well trained, armed lasher that was holding a scourge that I got from your buddies, busily enjoying some dwarven wine 3 tiles away? Really?
Luckily, she was the only one other than the baby in that particular dining room at that moment; your buddies are all in cage traps, I'm not sure how you three got through, but that's a separate issue entirely.
I sealed the room with walls in the hallway since you were all far from the door and legendary masons build faster than their shadows can keep up with them.
I sealed you in that room to teach you a lesson. She was armoured and I figured she could probably handle it, although it did surprise me when she entered a martial trance and LITERALLY started whipping arms off. I swear you guys are on to something with this scourge thing.
Bottom line, there's a circle of blood (Blood, arms, legs, hands, heads, feet, toes, armor, weapons, etc.) that's about 10 tiles in diameter at the end of the dining hall and all over the dwarf mother and her baby.
After the carnage was over and she was done whipping what was left twitching on the floor, I deconstructed the wall and she calmly went on her way; washing off herself and her baby then going back to her dwarvenly duties, child in hand.
I've created an area outside of the fort with what's left of you put on display to deter future baby thieves.
Sincerely,
The dwarven leader