Hideaway Strath the romans knew how to conquer land without fear

There is no secret that Hemlock has positioned herself in the pack to be as  close to the Fearghal family as she could be. Her densite was dug out do that she could see the massive sequoia that housed them and so that their collective children would get to play and prosper together. Today she flies solo, and her ward is off making mischief elsewhere and Hemlock has hare hanging from her Jaws. The puppy roars catch her attention and the pale sprite is spotted waging war on an ancient log and Hemlock finds herself grinning. 

She admired his form, swallowing back a chuckle as he tumbled atop the rotting log, it gave way to his weight. Hemlock set the hare down, creeping closer until she could boop his bum with her snout. "You fought too hard, my little lion."