Lost Creek Hollow Printemps

Ash was surprised when he reached for her first. She wasn't upset by it, merely surprised. But she felt a sense of ease that he would do so. IT meant he was listening closely to her. And by letting her know he had heard what she said. 

There was surprise further when he settled near, but gave room. She breathed softly. Inhale and exhale and laid her head to her paws to look up at him through lashes, while still able to turn and see the babies. Her tail swept forward to curl around them for warmth, but leave space for him to watch and them to wiggle. 

Ash chuckled. Some of us stayed small. 

She was not ashamed of her size, but she was indeed smaller than many wolves. She thought perhaps she may even be slightly smaller than Silver, definitely smaller than both Ksura and Wren. 

She shook her head. I am mostly just tired. But perhaps you can get me a rabbit later. I do love rabbit.

And that was one of her favorite meals. Even better than Venison she felt, but most wolves would have had a heart attack were she to tell them.