Bearclaw Valley Desert Wellies

The pups were growing like crazy. Laurel was a bit worried about Nunataq because she didn't speak any proper words yet. At this point Laurel thought she never might. She hadn't cared much for Xan's other pups at first, but since Indra had accepted them as her own Laurel had become as loving an aunt as Indra was for her pups. Now that Indra had her really-Indra's-own-child Laurel had to admit it was a sore reminder that Nunataq and Marten weren't really a part of their family, and it could show in that she treated them a little more roughly. It was very clear that Lucas and @Piper were her favourites of the bunch as they were treated the most sweetly -- and listened the very best all the time, which was part of why Laurel favoured them more -- with @Wyatt falling secondly -- mostly because his appearance grew to remind her of her deadbeat father more and more each day -- and only then the other pups. Time would tell where little Merrick would fall in that equation, but it was likely he would be placed somewhere among or below her own, in a place that Nunataq and Marten could not reach.

The situation with Xan was still complicated at best after she had manoeuvred herself into the Alpha position at his side. They hadn't exactly had any good conversations since.. She contemplated they should move the pups to a rendezvous site soon, but what about Merrick, then? Well, she supposed he could join later, or they could overlap the rendezvous site with the pup den.

Laurel was lazing about in the sun that day. She'd closed her eyes for only a short time, but when she woke up because of a commotion happening and startled shrieks, a lot of things were going on at once. Laurel saw Lucas disappear partly into a hole and she quickly came into motion. She'd only closed her eyes for a little bit, how did this happen so fast? Laurel dashed over to them and tried pulling Lucas out so she could see what was going on.