Lost Creek Hollow find a girl, settle down

Sionnach was certainly a feisty one. Her first litter had been made of perfectly well-behaved little ones. With the exception of Wisp, they had been a quiet, happy and polite bunch. This batch... Liffey wasn't entirely sure where they had come from. Especially this little princess, who was glaring up at her while she squiggled around on her back. This one might be the new exception.

Liffey smiled. "What's wrong little one?" she asked, canting her head slightly, "Do you need some help? Or are you just being a crabby pants?" She leaned forward and nudged Sionnach with her nose, rolling her back onto her belly and stroking her tongue along the baby wolf's spine in what she hoped was a soothing gesture.