Nova Peak i know i left it around here somewhere

The pups were a month old, less a day, and much had changed in such a short time. Bazi had gained back some of her freedom and was able to leave the pups for several hours at a time, often bringing back meat in her belly to share (Whittier could not have been any more thrilled by this). In the coming week, weaning would begin. The pups' hearing and sight had improved dramatically as well. No longer were shapes mere blobs but instead defined forms. But perhaps most notably, the pups no longer looked like wee potatoes, but instead resembled miniature wolves with big heads and paws.

The pups were also no longer confined to the den, and on this morning @Bazi was reclined in the sun, relaxing as she watched her offspring. Swift was separated from his siblings, nosing around the in the grass with a peculiar focus as though looking for something.