Stone Circle Oversized jelly beans

Steph had been cuddled up, all nice and warm, with her siblings for a couple of hours now. The milk bar creature kept her full with an endless supply of food, and the more food she had, the more content she was. See as how Steph's ears and eyes were still closed, and she pretty much only wanted milk, sleep, and warmth, it wasn't that hard to keep her happy. 

She didn't think like the adult wolves. Her world was run on pure instinct. She didn't know about danger, about social drama, about nasty weather, or even that anyone aside from her siblings and milk bar existed. She knew what she needed in that very moment. And, as she skirmed away from her siblings, right now she wanted more nourishment. 

She wasn't much of a vocalist, choosing instead to squirm her way around the dirt floor of the den in search of the big creature that fed her. A few huffs and puffs came forth from her throat, but otherwise she followed wherever her nose took her. She hoped that would be in the vicinity of a nipple.