Hoshor Plains Three hearts

The little den was crowded with her own intrusion accounted for, though she took care to try and fold herself in a graceless display to conserve some space, luckily there wasn't much to her, making it all the easier to perform this contortionist act.

Have you been well miss? And the little ones too? She queiries, pairing it with an investigatory crook of her head as she peered at each of the little whelps buried in their mother's snow-kissed fur. None had any abrasions nor defects that she could see.

A little disappointing, truth be told, but that thought was best kept to herself.

I brought some things that will help you recover in the coming days. Some raspberry leaf tea, to soothe any pains. Even if you are not in pain, you should drink some of it. It will heal your body quicker. Envy slips a well-kept bundle of wettened moss to the nursing alpha, careful not to let it pick up any dirt or dust along the way.
It is cold, but it will taste nice. She informs with a gleam in her eyes and an appeasatory smile, her crooked tail beginning to tuck beneath her hide.