Bearclaw Valley Bees, bees, bees - everywhere - bees!

Laurel smacked her lips and yawned to banish the last of the sleepiness from her head and then emerged from the den. Piper was looking at her with the saddest little eyes in the world -- heart-breaking, really -- and Lucas was just sitting beside her, seemingly fine. Laurel didn't really see what was wrong at first, until she noticed one of the other pups was running off. Truthfully normally Laurel wouldn't really care and just let them wander off (at least until Laurel would decide, in not too long from now, that Marten and Nunataq would be Indra's and that they would raise them thusly), but she didn't want any bad examples to rub off on her beloved babes.

"Don't go too far," she called out to Nunataq and Laurel let out a warning growl as she approached the pup, intending to cut off her trail and herd her back to the den.