the eye of odin

Thistle made her way to the den of the parents again. This time a bird held tight in her maw. It wasn't a lot for them, but it would do for a snack for Julooke. She remembered well how much it took out of her to nurse, and she needed to eat just as much when she was pregnant after while she nursed.

She poked her head in the cave entrance at the long sounding howl and whine came outloud. It made her nervous and she was a bit afraid, hoping the children and Julooke were okay. She set her bird down and spoke softly into the gloom, Julooke?