Sun Mote Copse paradise

Seemed the idea of hunting had been postponed for just a small moment now that Eljay had gone and asked about the children. That was alright for him; hopefully they'd be able to hunt something after this, because he could really use it to fill up his thinned bony body and he still had Weejay to feed too, of course (even though she was becoming more self-sufficient by the day, it felt like). Niamh seemed pretty calm about everything, even though to Eljay, it felt like it'd all happened in the blink of an eye. But maybe for her, it didn't feel that way and she had had time to get used to the feeling of being mates.

Niamh said that she seemed to be showing more this year and he wondered if there was a correlation between how much a wolf showed and how many or how big babies they were carrying. He wasn't sure; he hadn't given it thought before. That's pretty interesting, he said, more of a thought to himself than anything else, which caused him to miss the ptero that Niamh used as she mused about not wanting to go late. His brain caught up towards the end of it and he said, Yeah, I imagine it must be, uh.. bad. He of course had no clue, and he realised that too. If he could, good guy Eljay would totally have carried the pups in any of the females' places.

Sounds smart, Eljay said when Niamh said she should keep eating. You aren't just eating for yourself now, after all. Niamh asked about spring then, and it was a tough call. Eljay hadn't really considered that another snowstorm might hit them at any point, let alone now that winter was already going in its decline. He pondered and said, I don't know. I hope spring will get there sooner rather than later. It's always easier with pups.