Nova Peak no shade at pitti

@Riot, @Rowdy and @Ruckus were a week old. They were still small, yet they fed well. No matter how weary she felt tending to them, Raider was glad every time they fussed or squirmed around the den. It meant they were strong.

Her forays outdoors were as brief as they were infrequent, though Raider lingered in the fresh air a little longer today, knowing the boys were safe in @Riley’s care. She tipped her face toward the sun, drinking in the scents on the muggy May breeze.

One of them belonged to @Goldeneye, the recruit she had yet to meet formally. Licking her chops, Raider decided to seize her chance to call for him. After sending up a short howl, she roamed a little further away from the whelping den.