Swiftcurrent Creek Teach a man to fish, feed him for a lifetime

Valtýr was a heavy sleeper; that was for certain. Only the violent jolt of Maera's wriggling out from the puppy pile woke him, head landing onto the ground with a hard thump. 'Ma?' he could hear his sister call. Squeak, he could hear Larus' unsteady chirp. Half lidded eyes looked to Tuwawi at the entrance to the den.

"Mum! Mama!" he hollered, suddenly very awake. He stumbled, rising to his clumsy feet as the puppies swarmed her. She had something in her mouth... something he had never seen before. What had she brought them?