Hideaway Strath when we arrive, sons and daughters

Lotte exchanged a quick glance with @Hemlock as @Sirius attempted to engage the slightly smaller @Roarke in a playful spar, and turned to her daughters and her quieter son with a quick, decisive turn. She kept her distance as she approached the pile of meat, watching @Mallaidh lord over it for a time. “Mallaidh,” she crooned lightly, not wanting the puppy to gorge herself to the point of regurgitating. “Come away. Come away for a moment.” She attempted to guide her girl away with the sweep of a paw, though her movements were wary — she wasn’t altogether sure that Mallaidh wasn’t going to try to eat her leg in addition to the food.