Stavanger Bay impossible germany, unlikely japan

"Um..." Doe peered down at the four, taking a moment to pick them apart. In the end, she decided to forgoe pointing them out, and simply reeled off the names that she'd chosen for them. "The boy is Isengrim, and the girls are Julep and Whiskey. The littlest one doesn't have a name yet," she explained, padding over to them and nosing the littlest in question back into the nest. They were so wiggly, lately! Doe wondered when she'd have to start worrying about them leaving the den.

"They're so tiny," she sighed as she looked doubtfully down at the four. There were days she wondered if they would ever get big enough to leave on their own. "But they're sort of neat, right?"