Golden Glade The Next Generation

Tigerlily shifted uncomfortably against the sacs that contained her soon to be brothers and sisters. Things in here were getting tight and she often found herself kicking either her mother or one of her siblings in an attempt to hog any and all unused space that was in her mothers abdomen. It had been this way now for two months except the female found herself with less and less space and she was getting more and more frustrated.

Though she did not resent her mother for it was warm and she remained fed and growing and so she could not be fully angry since it was not the fault of her mother that things were so squished in here.

Today though, something changed. There was a lot more movement and the sacs were shifting. The amber female couldn't figure out why but suddenly there was a bit more space as one of the sacs dissapeared. But wait, where did it go, what happened to the wolf it contained. It wasn't long before she too followed in the first ones footsteps only to have her little home broken into by her mother and immediately the pup let out a cry. It was cold out here, really cold and despite her mother grooming her she couldn't seem to get warm.

That was, until she felt herself being pushed closer and closer to the wolf to which she huddled as close as she could before finding the source of milk that she began to drink more quietly from before she fell back asleep against her mothers side. Using both her and her potato sibling as cushions.