Ankyra Sound I'm too young but where's my mom?

cameo!

When the pups had been born, Svalinn could smell the blood and liquid of their birth. It had irritated him that such an event could take place here, when he knew none had settled here with him, but it wasn’t his place to be concerned by the new life and he knew better than to approach a lone female’s densite. So he had simply left them alone.

Occasionally, he would pass by, always annoyed to discover their presence remained, until one day, the mother’s trail no longer seemed fresh. He ventured towards the den only to discover the scent of a single child leaving its threshold. He followed it, expecting to find signs of a struggle where the child had been snatched up by some predator or another, but instead he came across the scent of a Sapphique wolf.

Lucky kid.

Svalinn followed the trail, only half an hour old, just to make sure they had made it back to the cliffs without interruption.