Blackfeather Woods asinnepuk

Preferrably a quick responder (only one) and someone who would be allowed near the pups at such a young age.

The young bear had found habit in the comings and goings of his daily routine. It was a great deal of time that was spent sleeping with his small frame tucked closely to his mother’s figure. When he was not enjoying the greatness of a nap, Sos had taken to roaming a few inches and then returning to suckle on the milk that was so freely given. He had set himself on a fast pace to walking, though he was still far too young to accomplish such a feat. When the time did come for him to take his first steps, the mighty young bear would have done so with surprising steady limbs from his miniature excursions. There was already a fierce determination that had settled in his body; he was prepared to take on anything that the future would offer him, and he would do so with all of his strength.
 
Scooting himself forward, away from his mother’s frame, Sos tested the air with a slight shiver. He was still too young to be too far from Shivali. She was his main source of warmth and health, and he knew this much because it had been ingrained into his instincts like a brand on his soul. Still, the young pup scooted a little further and felt his body tremble with the lack of heat that he usually felt. He had managed to inch himself half a foot away from her frame with a squeak of delight. Once he had found that the world was too cold for him, he turned himself around and began to scoot back.
 
Still blind with eyes of new birth, Sos did not know where he was traveling and managed to jam his little black nose into the rear end of his sister. He peeped in surprise and pulled his head back and away from her dramatically, causing his round frame to roll to the side and then onto his back. Having stuck himself in a position where he was at a great disadvantage, Sos opened his tiny jowls and began to squeak in discomfort. All four of his little limbs were circling in the air, hoping that he might grasp something that would straighten him out and set him on the right course again. He already could feel more of his mother’s heat and he wanted to be closer. The young bear’s stomach rumbled with hunger, and he released a louder cry for help.