Swiftcurrent Creek not so secret agent

forward dated about a week when the pups turn 1 month old :) slightly powerplaying Tuwa's location

There was no way of telling when had the little red sausage that once resembled the size of a potato was now bordering a whooping 6 kilograms. Now the Sveijarn quartet was about to turn a month old, and if mommy and daddy thought things would get easier as the babes grew they were wrong. Soon the little darlings would begin to talk as if the non-stop whining and groaning were not enough.

Today one of the loudest pups sat at the very mouth of the den, her eyes darting from Tuwawi's sleeping body to the exit. If she could only take a peek outside..ugh but daddy wasn't here and mommy was asleep and honestly Maera was a little scared to go on her own.She was about to take a step back, wanting to get away from the temptation but her mother's snore made her freeze. Her hazel eyes fell upon her mother's heaving sides; she was sound asleep. Suddenly it all clicked in her mind. She could make a break for it.

The tip of her tail wiggled with excitement as she took a step forward. Then gulping down her fear,Maera spun around and wobbled to the entrance. Once she stood at the fine line that separated the outside from the inside, she shot one last look back before lunging out of her den. Happy little yaps escaping from her lips.