Whitefish River I could offer you a warm embrace

She would only be able to sleep for a few minutes before the panicked cries of her son had her eyes flicking wide open. She shifted her front end up so that she could look over at the commotion. He just seemed hungry, which was not surprising, given that she had been expecting them to wake and be hungry at any moment. He seemed to be on top of things, though, even as he voiced his complaint, and after some dramatic wriggling, he was attached and feeding. In his boisterous attempt to quell his hunger, Mohe had managed to startle his sister awake. Her shriek made Speedy turn her focus to the cream-colored girl. She reached over and gently nuzzled her disgruntled daughter as well as gently swiping her tongue down her back to soothe her.

She wondered if she might be hungry too, so she used her nose to carefully guide Malila to the right place, hoping she would latch and quiet as well. Until then, though, she would continue to nuzzle and lick, providing comfort until her milk could do the same. Little Mohe was already a handful, which often made her smile, except for when he upset his sister. Hopefully, she could get her to calm and feed without too much trouble, though, and then she could watch them both feed peacefully, which was one of her most favorite things to do. She loved them so much, she could hardly stand it.