Sun Mote Copse Gadgetville

@Towhee 

As the spring progressed, Wraen stole more day for herself outside the pack territory. Either together with Maia, making plans for that journey at some point in the future, or toying with various threads of plotlines she had in her mind. Things were peaceful within the pack - at least no one had come crying or complaining to her - and she wished that they would stay that way for a very, very long time. 

Towhee's daughter was growing like a weed and was no longer a little sand-coloured loaf of bread, but reminded more of an awkwardly proportioned, pudgy, little wolf. That could move around, make sounds and show some personality. So, at this point the kid had become interesting to Wraen and she decided to celebrate this milestone with the proud mom. 

Except she came empty-handed, because the old joint injury had flared up and she had not been able to hunt more than it was necessary to feed herself. But with so many active yearlings around Wraen hoped that someone had already taken care of the couple's nutritional needs. "Hey!" she greeted the little family from afar, then reminded herself that Towhee could not hear her (rolled eyes at herself inwardly) and closed the distance and greeted again: "Good day to you two!"