Bearclaw Valley dusty flowers

The 'thank you' was enough indication that this was really what Indra wanted, deep in her heart. Laurel nodded and she smiled at her sister. Their lives would get better, Laurel was sure of it -- though a lot of this philosophy was based on no more than her lil' pups and their positive spirits that made her feel warmer than she ever remembered feeling on the inside -- and from this day on, she would treat @Marten and @Nunataq better than she had up until now. They were family. "Welcome to the fam', kids," she mumbled at them. Before she would be harsher to them, growl at them if they played too rough or got too far from the den, play absolute favourites with her own children (okay, she'd still do that) but now she would treat them like an aunt should, for she no longer felt like the stepmother but truly like their aunt now.

Laurel nodded as Indra said that they would have their hands full soon. She didn't really think forward much, just took life one day at a time as she always had. Their first hunt still seemed a million miles away to Laurel. "They're still babies... It'll be a while." She looked at them as they squirmed and squeaked and slept. "But it doesn't hurt to get them some sticks and animal tails and things like that so they can practise." They practised on each other, of course, by clambering all over each other, but it didn't hurt to hone their hunting skills in some other ways.

tags are for reference so y'all know laurel will be nicer to 'em ;-)