Ocean's Breath Plateau babcia

They're almost weaned now, Marina supplied with a grateful smile, beckoning for him to follow her into her den as they approached it. The space Rodyn had dug out for her beneath the rocky overhang was only sparsely decorated, as she'd told Chakliux. Two flowering bushes stood as lone sentinels outside of the entrance, and within, Marina only had the pelts brought to her by the alpha.
Things were, for once, tidy in her den at least. She'd straightened it up a bit before sending the kids off with their designated babysitter. Sit! She urged him. I have fruit, do you like fruit? Marina procured some berries leftover from what she'd brought to Brockleigh and Carlisle, and offered them without waiting for Chakliux to answer.
It had been a long time since she'd entertained any guests, and maybe it showed.