Redsand Canyon Baby lion lost his teeth.

The familiar and comforting voice of her friend filtered through the den and it caused her head to raise. She’d been napping, something she had been doing a lot of if only for the promise she made to her husband to take it easy. The last thing she needed was him overly worried about her when he was out in the Vale trying to stake their own claim. She stood up with a soft smile, her sides swollen to the point where she knew her own time would be coming sooner rather than later.
 
“Towhee! Come in.” She invited once the woman had a clear sight of her maw, gratefully picked up the meal and brought it over to where she had been resting. “How are you?” The last time she’d really managed to have a conversation with the woman had been during the whole nip drip incident… though she had not seen her back so perhaps everything had been resolved in that front.