Hideaway Strath Home, Home, I Love It So!

It wasn't easy living with three good legs, but it really wasn't easy trying to dig a den either. Only a few inches into the dirt and her energy sapped - most of it used up by trying to keep her balance and not fall. Zaavier seemed okay to watch for a bit, and the quiet company was fine by Grace; when he stepped up beside her, however, she was surprised - but at his firm stance at her hip, the russet yearling understood and flashed a grateful smile. Turning back to her work with renewed confidence and gusto, she breathed her thanks upon realizing it was so much easier now.

                   "Thank you so much."

Now, she was able to use both front paws, - and she took advantage of the stability - and they worked furiously. This wouldn't be as hard as she'd thought after all. Grace leaned on her alpha much more than she felt comfortable, but she knew that without him she couldn't do this. Not in one day, at least. Her leg already ached, and with Zaavier steadying her, it got a rest.