Bearclaw Valley Bees, bees, bees - everywhere - bees!

Her nap was pleasant for as long as it lasted. Sunken away to sleep for the moment Laurel's sides went up and down rhythmically as she snoozed softly, dreaming of great things. Yet when she distressed mewls of her pups reached her ears she woke up rather abruptly. Laurel lifted her head to catch another distress call coming from her baby girl and with an alert expression to her face she blinked herself awake.

A yawn split her mouth and Laurel smacked her lips as she called out "What's wrong, sweetie?" and shuffled to her feet and made ready to go outside and gather the pups, who seemed to 've gone outside (but, Laurel knew from experience, doubtlessly hadn't gone beyond their given boundaries, so she was not too worried yet).