Wheeling Gull Isle love isn't lying; it's loose in a lady who lingers

I know this is pretty old — @Vesper we can close this out if you want to focus on newer development!

She rolled onto her side, enjoying the sun-warmed earth, and the way the ground eased the stiffness in her muscles. She still carried some baby-weight; it sagged on her thin frame, and pulled at her spine and joints. Most days were spent in constant, dull aching—and the pups' increasingly rowdy play didn't help matters.

Maegi was content to watch her children, giving one or the other a jaundiced eye when they wandered too far afield. But for the most part, they were obedient, and she was afforded a moment's rest. As hard as it was to mother a growing litter of four, she wouldn't have it any other way.