Sunspire Mountains macrotus

@Malrok

Her day had been filled with sleeping, peeing, snacking, and cleaning as well as feeding her cubs. This day, sleeping was her preferred task. At the present moment, sunlight crept into the very entrance of the den, enabling the woman to know it was morning when she opened crusty eyes to assess what time it was. It was only the eighth hour of them being born. An ear twitched as she heard a sound nearby, and as the rustling came again she lifted her head and snarled ominously. Her mate nosed to her some food, and she rose to grab at it and chow down swiftly, gobbling the small creature down to bone before returning to her post. She lay sidelong to her babes, who would now have to redirect themselves to her.

Could they do it, or were they totally useless? She was not sure what worked and what did not, what they were capable of and what was impossible for them. The new mother stared at them, not doing them any favors, waiting to see what the balls of flesh would do.