Heron Lake Plateau sleeping children are still flying

Wrapping this up! Thanks to everyone who hopped in to meet the babs!

Raven felt her eyelids growing heavy. The sudden onset of birth had taken a lot out of her, not to mention the emotional toll her two stillborns had exacted on her. She kept a brave face on for her packmates, however, and felt an overwhelming sense of gratitude and affection toward them for their obvious displays of caring and concern. She responded to questions directed at her, and allowed those she trusted to enter the den for a closer look at the newborns. Soon, though, she felt sleep pulling her under its inescapable tide and she surrendered, leaving the rest in Quixote’s capable hands.