Stavanger Bay Hideaway

Julooke had decided to stretch her legs. She had felt a little cramped being inside the den so long, and she felt the stiffness in her legs from it. They weren't accustomed to being curled up and still so long. She had gone out for a trot, but didn't go too far. A quick trip to the lake and back was just enough to get her muscles stretched and feeling good again. Her ears were perked as she slowed, approaching the den. A growl escaped her throat, and her hackles raised when she realized something was different than when she left.

Her nose went to work then, immediately catching Gyda's scent. She sniffed more, making sure it was only Thistle and Ragnar's pup who surprised her with a visit. Confident no one else had come, she relaxed. She was familiar with Gyda, having cared for her as a pup, and didn't feel threatened by her. However, the young wolf should realize it wasn't always safe go into a den with newborn pups, no matter the familiarity with the parents. She ducked inside the den, entering slowly to allow her eyes to adjust to the darkness. Gyda came into view, as did the other pups. Gyda, she said, You know I would always welcome your visits, but you should be careful coming into a den with a new Mom and pups, she said softly, attempting to nuzzle the her, letting her know she wasn't mad. You were this small once, she commented to the older pup.