Dragoncrest Cliffs Somewhere over the rainbow

It has been an eventful few days for everyone but the transition is complete. Just a few days ago, they were helpless little children at Wildfire’s breast and she can still see the tenderness of their exhaustion as they sleep, curled up next to one another and drifting off to slumber. As different as this litter has proven, she’s thankful they’ve made it this far without too many hiccups. All four are still alive and happy and growing and she couldn’t be more proud.

The day pours into night and she finds herself just as tired, drifting off nearby without realizing the distress of her mate. Her attention to Drageda and raising four children has left little room for anything else but yet has it reached her attention. She’s with her a good portion of the time, but when was the last time they’d really been together?

When her mate wakes her, she blinks blearily a few times and peers up to see her wife’s face. “Of course,” she says and blinks a few times, yawning wide. A quick glance at their children is all she needs to know everything is okay. She stands and moved closer, pairing off with Wildfire but not before a nuzzle to the back of her neck.