Sawtooth Spire Harvey Two-Face

He came, and Tonravik was appeased by his manner of approaching. She sniffed at him before she turned and began to trot off some. Of them all, she knew this cub of hers was the most resistant to productivity... But she sought to change it, knowing of his primary interest beyond his family: food. If he wanted for it, he one day would need to contribute to have it. Time flew; it was only yesterday they were blind, deaf, and dumb.

The mother stopped to look over her shoulder and gesture at her side. She was not so patient as their father, nor as kind when they did not do as they bid. As their minds developed, she wanted them to know that they were in charge... And were not to be ignored. Thus far, they seemed to understand that much without need for reprimand. Her tail waved invitingly.