Sawtooth Spire Corynorhinus

@Iqniq and, naturally, babies! >) This thread is primarily for pops, so puppies may be skipped!

As morning broke, Tonravik loosed a wide yawn and looked to her cubs that presently slept. Today there was a strong feeling of wanderlust within her, one that bid her exit the den for more than some seconds. And yet... she needed to keep her cubs within the whelping den. Despite the attack the other day, the coyotes no doubt drawn in by the prospect of what they foolishly presumed to be easy pickings (ending in their demise), Tonravik was sure that Iqniq and all the others within the pack had since ensured that the territory was as safe as could be, this area in particular. It was her instinct that kept her from letting them out... but, as for letting another in, there was only one she trusted so much with the task. Not even her aokkatti came to her mind. No, the wolf that came to her mind was none other than her own mate... whose relentless testing provoked her once before but as her aggression waned as the days passed, she realized that the next step with him could be taken.

One cub had roused and poked at the side of her muzzle, provoking her to wretch and release her latest meal. The others awoke due to it, and moved toward the meat to gobble it up. It kept their attentions away from the mouth of the den, and so she summoned the ruddy wolf that was no doubt nearby. She called to him in the name their cubs would know him as: father. "Atâtak," she summoned, her sons presently busy with the task at hand, "Uwaneraiiagit," come here now.