Dawnlark Plains New Life

Things were going well for the male. He knew there was a bit of unrest in the pack, and he would have to deal with that one way or another, but for the moment they were all healthy and safe, and there was food enough to support the young and old. When Pema found him that morning, he was heading back to the den with a slab of deer haunch in his law.

It was promptly dropped when he detected Pema's scent, and he switched directions to head her off, tail wagging happily and he trotted toward her. "Pema!" he barked, coming to sniff appreciatively at her shoulder. She was already well into pre estrus (or whatever) and her body would soon be ready to bear her own own young. "How are you today?" he asked with another wag of his tail.