Blackfeather Woods itsasuane

Sos doesn’t mind the presence of her cool nose but he still does not eat. The routine is only a few hours old and so she isn’t sure if this is normal for the boy or not, without having much to reference too. Tahani isn’t around in the moment for her to ask but she leaves the question in the back of her mind for when she does return. Until then, she tries to keep the panic at bay but her exhaustion offers little. She gives the boy a nudge to the nearest teat, licking him across the face once, and glancing up to see Siarut’s legs and tip of his nose hanging nearby. Unsure how long he’s been standing there, she offers a low growl and, if that isn’t enough, a quiet, harsh, “aullak.”