Neverwinter Forest every night, never mind

Vallkyrie was merely strolling through the territory of her home, making way to poke her muzzle into each of the caches to see which needed filling and which needed anything disposed of. Luckily, it seemed no food was going to waste and so she trotted off, making way to the next. 

Its here she spotted the little splotchy pup, Caerus, the first and eldest of their group. Though a number of times before when he was younger, Kyr would gift his mother something to eat at the mouth of their den, Vallkyrie never exactly had met the child face to face. Hey there. She spoke, taking a few steps closer to notice the child's attention drawn to a small, brightly greened frog. Hungry?