Thunder Dome You're WHO and my brothers a WHAT?!?

Motherhood was exhausting. She was constantly worried about if she'd squish her litter with her large frame, or suffocate them with her fur, or if they were too cold or too warm. What if she wasn't feeding them enough? But they slept so much that it was boring her to stand by. 

So, once again, she decided to patrol the border. Who would appear to her today? Lately, many wolves had done so. Today was no different. A little wolfling sit politely at the border. Meylodi couldn't help but thing that she dwarfed a lot of wolves. Hallo. Who might cha be?