Bearclaw Valley Just jot me down on your to-do list under "put out like a fire"

indra is 100% skippable

she was still a nervous wreck -- she paced wildly to and from, an ear trained on the den behind her for any outcry either from laurel or the whelps. seeing the other woman's babies had not stirred much emotion in her -- but seeing laurel's --  well, it caused her heart to pound and her chest to shudder, in a strangely good way.

in a loving way.

she wasn't much use to laurel in her present state, and agitated she sat just at the mouth of the den, her shoulders hunched as she peered inside in time to see lucas roundhouse punt a sibling. she wanted more than anything to hold them, to hug or cherish them -- but today had been trying, so trying -- and both the puppies and their mother needed their sleep.