The Sentinels the moonlight it was dancing, on the waves, out on the sea

Blue Willow was still exhausted from birth, but she was enjoying the quiet time she had with the babes.  They still had a few days for their little eyes to open, and their hearing to increase. For now they were like little motionless blobs learning how to move and drink milk. She didn't mind though she enjoyed the quiet time and the cuddling they offered. 

Blue drifted in and out of sleep while the little ones snoozed beside her and she was brought to a wakeful rest when Deirdre pawed at her for milk. Blue licked the little ones downy white head while she drank. Smiling quietly to herself at the way the girl moved and snuffled about. 

Blue stopped to simply stare at the girls her warm breath stirring their fur every which way while she breathed in and out in contentment.