Heron Lake Plateau when you kiss me, heaven sighs

Ceara was doing much of the same.  Although she was always working hard, now that the puppies were here she had kicked into overdrive, fueled by a posessive nature towards the Redhawk's children and the alpha-mother herself.  Where that came from, she didn't know... but she didn't digest it too much.

She caught the newcomer walking around that evening and let out a friendly chuff, sunset hues reflecting off her fiery pelt as she approached.