Dragoncrest Cliffs kveld

An appreciation for the territory's plants was an asset, and the knowledge Chacal assumed that came with it might prove to be helpful to them as well. She hoped they would never face another hardship like the bear...Like either of the bears- wherein they might need the assistance of several medics in order to see to all who were wounded. But the more medics they had, the more likely more wolves would survive. Even with the medics they had had, they had borrowed help from elsewhere to nurse Sapphique back to health, more than once. 

"Dis be good- as I have four
from dis year alone, last year t'ree more.
Mireille, my sister, dis be 'er first year-
but she 'ave four too, so we be full 'ere." She said with a chuckle. 

She suspected there was very little chance Maleah might be pregnant now, coming to them to find a place to give birth. She certainly didn't look pregnant, and it was late in the year anyway. Perhaps next year would be an option for her, if she proved herself and stayed around. Stability might lead her to life the way the women of Sapphique lived; and choose sires the way they did, as well. 

"It is beautiful, dis be true.
An' dis belong to you now, too."