Sun Mote Copse Friendly neighborhood vulpix

Gonna steal 'cause this girl is a bit house-bound haha

The few moments that Colt and Niamh had together with their kids, on warm afternoons, fresh mornings or golden sunsets, were treasures. The kids were still small enough that they couldn't go far- but she was already beginning to sense that their ambitions were growing faster than their bodies were- and that soon, the two would match up, and they would be hell on wheels. Until that point came- when she would be chasing them around left and right- she'd enjoy the fact that with short, staggering little legs, they couldn't go far and were therefore safe and less trouble. 

So when she heard Phox's call, she was just outside the den's mouth with the kids and with her husband, and she gave him a nod, letting him know that she would handle this one. It was Phox, and she'd wanted to see him. In fact, she'd be happy to see anyone- as she'd become quite a hermit since giving birth, allowing no others near the den just yet, save for Towhee. She knew that the kids would be fine with Colt, and was grateful for the chance to stretch her legs. 

She was starting to trim up just a bit- her belly didn't sag as much as it had when Towhee had come to visit, though it was still very obvious that she was nursing young. Even still, as vain as she was, she didn't mind Phox seeing her this way, terribly. All females looked like this when they had kids, and she would get back to her normal, slim self once they were done nursing. She was a bit unkempt, and her fur hadn't regained its golden lustre, but she'd traded that for the ability to feed her kids and provide them as much nutrients as she could afford to spare herself. 

She rumbled a low, affectionate growl as she approached him, scanning his features for signs of stress and sadness that might have indicated he'd come bearing bad news. He looked tired, and serious- but she didn't notice anything that might indicate that he, Towhee and their two kids had fallen into hardship. She tipped her head to him and approached, still offering him a low rumbling growl as a greeting and reached out to touch her nose to his cheek. "Everything going alright, Phox?" She asked. Of course, the first thing on her mind was to make sure that the small family was doing alright.