Sawtooth Spire wrong side of the tracks

Malrok was pushed back to the back of the den, and his cries became quiet whimpers. He expected her to bed down and let him feed, but she did nothing of the sort. Instead, he was left screaming his lungs out (again) and managed to push himself away from his siblings and toward the mouth of the den once more. He could smell her here, and yet she was nowhere to be found. His little brain couldn't comprehend the fact that her scent could be here while she was physically away. Malrok continued to scoot along the floor of the den, following her trail.