Two Rivers Isle Sandpiper

Malice, though her body had gotten partly used to moving again, still rather slept through her days. She was no slacker, and never would she be one as she would later claim the title of Lady of RiverRun, but being a mother was rather hard. She had gotten used to the cotton balls being around her at all times, and she hoped they would soon learn to speak, but that seemed ages away. They lay at her stomach again, curled up, their blue eyes closed as they softly fed. Perhaps that was the most satisfying sight for a new mother, and while she still found it cute, it didn't hit her as hard anymore. They were hers, that was all and perhaps the only reason she cared for them, even though they had ruined so much.

This particular afternoon, Malice was not asleep. She was wide awake, thinking of how they would all live here together. Her children would grow up here, and perhaps they would have no memory of the hard times in Blackfeather Woods nor their long journey to get where they currently were. It had been right to leave so soon, for now they weren't traumatized.

The strange smell of a wolf she didn't know drifted her den in, and she protectively curled around her babes. She cuffed softly. Who goes there? She knew they hadn't claimed the territory officially yet, but their borders were strong, and so was their scent on this land. Any loner who wandered in here could either not smell or had a death wish. She also knew of the new recruit they had gained, someone named Shink, but she had yet to meet the male. Could this be him, seeking out his new female leader?