Swiftcurrent Creek I was Born for This

The Sunspire dramatics had finally settled down, and since relinquishing her Outrider duties (it was not befitting an Alpha to be constantly away from her grounds), Bazi was able to spend more time with the Sveijarn brood. They fascinated her. The babbling, the awkward steps, the fascination with everything... the state of Tuwawi meant that she was not yet enticed to produce her own and her youth meant that she lacked the hormones to overcome insurmountable logic: that pups were a pain in the ass.

But when they were someone else's, they were hilarious. She was resting on her belly when Valtýr trooped out of the den in the early morning. The mild temperature caused his entire body to quake, all but knocking the whelp off his clumsy little feet. Bazi put her (now clean) had no her paws and watched him emerged, grinning at the ridiculous of the little creature. "Is it adventure time already?"