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The alpha female was typically a light sleeper, but her exhaustion could send her into a deep one... And her breathing became heavier. Surely her cubs could feel the warm bouts of air that came from her nostrils while she exhaled, but that did not occur to her. The sound of movement caused her to open her eyes. Her cubs, for being only hours old, were strong in that they could move so much at all. She was proud of it, but also aggravated by it. Their clocks were not in sync, and she would need to bring some order into the household. Of course, now was not yet that time. They could no more understand her commands than a moth could, nevermind hear her.

Her eyes closed again, and she positioned her muzzle in such a way that it could not be moved around. One ear remained cupped and in their direction in case they fussed, which she would attempt to ignore for a while before tending to them. Tonravik was by no means the best caretaker, but the woman did what she could.