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It had only been a week since her son had been born, but it felt like far longer. Octavia felt an ache in her body from laying on the cold stone floor, hitting rocks in the dark as she shifted around Tambourine, or simply the plague of hunger which had begun to intensify. She had enough weight upon her body to keep herself going for a while - thank biology for that - but she still worried for Tambourine. It irked her somewhat that @Warbone was nowhere to be seen, or smelled. He had not come to visit her or the child since his birth, and his lack of presence was keenly felt. Idly she thought, Reek would've been more help, but she held her tongue; there was no point in speaking such a thought aloud when there was nobody to hear it. Not even Tambourine could hear her, as his ears were still folded shut; his eyes would not open for another handful of days, and so they persisted together in the darkness.

Octavia had learned from her first foray out of the caves that she could not leave Tam for too long. Aside from the act of adventuring being incredibly selfish, it was also very dangerous for the newborn. And if she were to return to Tambourine being held by another warm body aside from her own, the Alpha had no idea how she'd react. The first time had been a bit of a shock — she had likely frightened the elder woman in those frantic moments — and though she hoped it would not happen again, Tavi also knew she would never apologize for being so protective of her son.

But oh, she wished to taste the sweet, clean air of the outside world. The smell of the whelping cave had been intense at first. Now she was nose-blind to it, except for when @Tambourine made his little messes, and she was faced with cleaning things up in the dark. With a sigh and a grumble she shifted her weight, pulling the boy towards her belly so that he may suckle, and watched with tired eyes as he wiggled about. Thus far, motherhood wasn't exactly what she had imagined — but it wasn't too far off the mark either. She was sore, tired, lonely, and growing worse by the moment.