Swiftcurrent Creek snips and snails

There was no doubt than in the hard task that was keeping a family, the pups had the easiest job, all they had to do is sleep and eat till their bellies could hold no more milk, and the little Maera had it down, on the short weeks of her existence she had turned into a vicious eating machine, almost doubling her weight at the short age of 3 weeks.

The fiery female was greedy when it supper time arrived, she had no regrets after clawing her own sibling out of her way when Tuwawi rolled onto her side, the sign that the racing pups waited for as their bellies rumbled.

Things were easier now that the babies had opened their eyes, now they could actually see where they were going though that didn't stop Maera from giving a couple do shoved to her brothers while she made a bee-line for the best spot on the house. Even if she was still getting used to the whole 'seeing' thing, it was easy for her to recognize her mother, since she wore her same fire red coat. Telling apart her sibling was another thing, though she didn't bother to do so now. She wanted food and she wanted it now

From the bottom of her round little belly she expelled a loud shriek that was meant for her mother. She found it completely unacceptable for her to be napping when she was hungry! Sadly her cry was ignored and the little sveijarn baby could do nothing more but stare at the blurry blob of red in front of her with despair. Again the cub threw her little head up and wailed,"BUU",hoping that perhaps someone else might come and aid her before Jökull came to shut her up?