Moonspear the harvest

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motherhood came easily to the tired kukutux. already she could not consider life without her little daughter and tiny son. if a day had passed it had been marked by her frequent naps and their more constant feeding.

the girl blinked in the darkened shelter as a woman's voice sounded. alya. one of the sable triplets that claimed the mountain. her breath hitched; the scent of the prey brought by her packmate caused a ripple of her stomach. sialuk was cleaned briskly and brought to her meal. "please come inside," kukutux said softly, unsure of how much space the huntress would have but wishing to be affable all the same.