Sun Mote Copse Maybe we can make a deal, maybe together we can get somewhere

Phox called out, alerting those outside that the children were fine. Aside from their objections, now that they were in a much different world than the one they'd lived in before, their cries and mewls were soft and gentle as she tucked them in toward her side where they could nurse. They rebelled against this new state, until they realized the comfort that still surrounded them. And she hoped that it might always be this way- that they would rage and fight for everything they needed, and that they would find everything they could ever ask for in the world of family that would always surround them. 

Gonna archive this soonly, I think :)