Ankyra Sound mother, mother: how's the family?

she emerged a dark shape in the dim grotto, and as he drew closer, he noticed her guard was up. obviously—a new mother, presumably now all alone? and he not more than a stranger, approaching suddenly? he couldn't blame her, nor could he feel hurt by any lack of recognition.

surya set the rabbit down close enough for her to reach, and then took a couple of steps back, settling on his haunches. i don't know if you remember me, he said softly, the words echoing faintly off the cavern walls. my name is surya. i found you right after. . .after you gave birth. i called for help. i wanted to see how you were.

he glanced at the children, nestled close to their mother, and then returned his gaze to her face. how are you? he asked. he dipped his muzzle to the kill. please, eat. i brought this for you. she needed to keep her strength up, after all. in lieu of medics and herbs and knowledge he'd barely gleaned. . .he knew this, at least.