Swiftcurrent Creek your mommas a true beauty, butt makes me weep, i call it a boo-hooty

Clock was permitted a few more minutes of inspection before Wylla, deciding that Tiercel's flinch wasn't at all the product of her cough, tightened her forelimbs around her cub and gently ushered their pack mate away. Once he was gone she decided they'd had enough outdoors time, plucked Tiercel up, and returned the both of them to their musty dusty digs.