Swiftcurrent Creek Dovahkiin.

Shadow kept his visit short. Bazi watched him step out, and cast a brief glance at Scimitar to see if he would follow before she moved briskly to the mouth of the den. The smell of freshly whelped babes had drowned out any lingering scent of their father before she got there. "I'll get you some food," she whispered into the darkness, still too nervous and unsure to do anything but linger outside - a trip to one of the more distant caches would buy her time to work up the courage to ask.

Last from me. :)