Blacktail Deer Plateau I'm looking for a way now

Skipping with permission.

"That's so long to be blind," she mused, resisting the urge to tell Constantine how much his life must suck. That was a rather tactless thing to say in front of his proud mother. Besides, he couldn't hear her anyway.

"How long until they'll be outside with everyone?" she eagerly asked. There had come a time in her life, and surely every other wolf's, where she was moved away from the whelping den permanently. She hadn't been to Hawkeye's whelping den since that day, though she'd visited Pied's on occasion. These were never sentimental visits, and she wondered if Blue Willow's children would return to the place of their birth later in life. Maybe they would, like her, merely keep on walking and never return to that den.