Dragoncrest Cliffs Dance with my dogs in the nighttime

There were many stops and starts as the family of five made their way to the beach, what with the children playfully bickering among themselves. Wildfire watched their dynamic in utter fascination, glad that the three of them seemed to love one another (despite their playful arguing), as well as their nomi and herself. Although she had been gone so long, they had grown up very well-adjusted. Truthfully, she couldn't have asked for a more perfect batch, in spite of the trials she'd faced every step along the way, from conception to birth to motherhood and beyond.

Finally, her paws sank into soft, cool sand. "Has nomi," Wildfire called out to her rambunctious grown children, "ever told you how we met? Or how she saved me?" The crash of the nearby surf punctuated her question. On one hand, she hoped they had heard this story; it was a beautiful one. On the other, it would be wonderful being given the opportunity to tell them for the very first time.