Golden Glade The harsh frozen world

jhala ran, her heart pounding in her chest. she ran to where they'd left the children with her ears pressed against her head. she always feared something bad would happen, just out of sheer paranoia. laurel and indra had attacked her children, the high inquisitor had threatened their existence... it just wasn't right, and jhala feared that someone else would come and swipe them away from her.

she moved into the den where the children snuggled up, going straight to tapat. astik she of course worried about, but the trip to the glade had shaken her up. something was off about the boy, and she worried that he was ill. her tail was between her legs but it wagged furiously, nosing the little pale-pup a few times as he lay with his eyes closed. his breathe-movements were visible, but she just wanted to double-check. "baby, baby, baby, baby, baby..." she cooed over and over, waiting for the child to stir.