Moonspear hard knock life

Lately she'd learned about a lot about a slew of unpleasant aspects of puppies. One of the newest? Milk teeth. Her underbelly was quickly not a fan of that one. The soreness mixed with the usual assault on some other sense of hers was a lot to bear sometimes, and all of this made her anxious for them to grow up and out of this phase so they could be more independent of her specifically. They wore her out, constantly finding some way to be needy or wake her up as soon as she managed to sleep. Sometimes, thanks to Charon, she'd catch up a little when she could, but the bigger they got, the more they took away from her. She was having to work herself hard to keep up with four puppies and their needs.

Nevertheless, she'd slept on and off through the night and finally had to give up on sleeping anymore and go stretch her legs. She was getting restless about the den herself, wanting to spend more time outside of it whenever she was able. When she blinked away the last bits of shitty sleep and found Charon in the entrance, she slipped silently (slowly, delicately) towards him and the dim morning's light. She didn't particularly like the little chill fall had already draped over them..

She did all she could to make no noise, so stifled the soft rumble of a good morning she wanted to give. Instead, with her ears fanned back, she pressed her nose against his cheek, unfortunately mindful of her sorest nipples as she moved just a bit. Amekaze worried she would pay for this motion soon enough, thus the vaguely worried look on her face because her absence was usually a cause for complaints. But she was happy to have these scarce few seconds between just them, so treasured them appropriately.