Redtail Rise bon-bon

The puppies were looking for their mother but Ashlar drew them to him at first to keep them warm. His worry turned to alarm as she screamed, but then it was done. Three puppies, all beautiful. He watched her until he knew that she was not going to tend to the third, then did it for her, nosing them to where they should be.

She wasn't happy. Ashlar didn't understand why and it made him worry more. Was something wrong, or did she feel sick? He didn't think that there was too much blood and the birth had seemed fine.

He wasn't sure what else to do so he fitted himself, as close as she would allow, to her other side and opposite of the puppies. They would nurse and he could keep an eye on them all, but for now, he began to groom her the way his mother had when he was small and didn't feel well. It was the only way he could think to perhaps help her feel better without knowing the cause.