Chimera Fields We're on our way

Meyl listened as she ate the rest of the fish, as Moorhen had suggested. Forcing it down her throat was harder than it seemed, but the older woman seemed to have much more experience with pups than she did. After all, this was her first litter, and she wanted to do what she could to help them thrive while they grew inside her. So be it if Meylodi had to hold her breath and eat the nasty creatures swimming in lakes. 

The dark she-wolf was thankful that she spoke in the common tongue. Maybe she should learn this 'Icelandic' and teach Void some words from her homeland. 

Aye - mount'ns be a nice place. she finished her meal, and turned to the dark brown she-wolf. We'll both be glad ta have ya.