Neverwinter Forest after the storm

When they'd left the Hollow, all Liffey could think about was getting her kids to safety as soon as possible and then getting as far away from their former pack as they could. Once they had put a comfortable amount of distance between them, she had realized just how exhausting it was to make this trip so soon after having just made it. Especially when this time, her mouth was full of fidgety, grumpy (I presume) puppy. She was grateful for every chance they had at taking a break, though she couldn't fully consider them breaks at all. At least not when she was so concerned her youngest and fiestiest pups were going to try and make a break for it.

Liffey settled onto her stomach wearily as Rannoch declared this to be their resting place for the night. She felt as though she could fall asleep in seconds and stay that way for a whole week if she allowed it of herself. But she knew her oldest kids were likely just as tired as she was, and they deserved the rest for more. It had not been their choice to uproot their lives. That had been hers, and she was feeling awful mixed up about it just then.