Sawtooth Spire Always a catch

@Aariak ... Backdated to a day before Kivi thread! @Iqniq welcome to pop in at any point :) Babies also welcome but may be skipped over.

The cubs seemed to grow by the day. She did not miss the days where they were nothing but oversized leeches and she was confined within the den at all. No, Tonravik was glad to be able to stretch her legs from time to time and again assist in making sure all was running smoothly. Tonravik watched the cubs tussle one another, and thought back to the day the pack had been introduced to the lot of them. They had been received well, and this made Tonravik glad.

She rest her muzzle upon outstretched forelegs as they played in the evening light. With the days growing cooler, Tonravik emerged earlier. Nighttime was her preference, but the babes had a different schedule and she, for the while, catered to it. Having fed them recently, there was nothing to do but laze for the while. It was her turn to babysit, and after her mate was certain she didn't take the term literally—which initially, she had, appalled by it—he set off to patrol, or perhaps hunt.