Bearclaw Valley i don't know how many more da-da-dums i can take

Howdy, Blondine cooed in return, pleased to find that Laurel wasn't completely turned off by her presence, I wanted to come and check in on you, see how you were faring. By now, the Redleaf had become so filled with life that the medic wondered if the innocent spirits of those pups in her belly were what made their Mama so tolerable. In her mind, it was the most logical explanation.

Mind if I come closer? she asked with one ear cocked back and the other half-off to the side. It was around this time that most mothers went from "I'm-hormonal-don't-touch-me" to "Do-whatever-you-want-but-getthemout"; although the latter was (of course) ideal, Blondine wasn't sure if Laurel had it in her.