Lost Creek Hollow There is truth in giving life

Ash Paw was not one that would let many visit without her darkness rising husband.  Only because she truly didn't trust herself right now. Her emotions were all over the place and she was already an aggressive, haughty piece of work. It felt at odds with the doting mother she tried to be.

Soft tongue snaked out to lick along the side of his jaw at his nose press. She shifted the rabbit away and moved so he could better see the littles that lay there bundled nicely.

They are very well. Eating all hours, moving about. They even have started showing glimpses of perhaps a personality. Though I fear they all maybe bossy with me as a mother.

She smiled. I am just tired. And gods I'm so hungry. I thought this would go away, but apparently feeding them, uses as much energy and food stores as carrying them.