Redhawk Caldera you teach me and i'll teach you.

If there was any small part of Raven that wanted the pups all to herself, it died a very, very quick death. By day two, she was overwhelmed and desperately thankful for her godparents' involvement. Her life had become an endless cycle of feeding and cleaning the pups. She didn't really mind that part, much as her body ached for the efforts. What made it so hard was how loud, squirmy and messy they could be. Raven thought she could handle two, maybe three, but six?

The Gamma took a much-needed potty break just now. It was tempting to take a walk and get some fresh air too. But the pups were still so new and they really couldn't go very long without sustenance. Besides, she was exhausted. As a matter of fact, she moved back into the den, exchanging a fleeting smile with Finley before she slumped to the floor. She did make sure to position herself so the pups could nurse before letting her head flop to the ground. She was out in less than a minute.

She may wake up later. Feel free to skip me in the meantime. :)