Swiftcurrent Creek Seyda Neen

Yeah, this was getting to the point of being far too much activity for the grub-stage wolf.  Once he was rescued by his mother, Akatosh was quick to wriggle his way back to a teat, squishing against whichever brother happened to be closest (it wasn't like he could really tell, they were just warm fluffy lumps like himself) and away from Talos, like geez.  But right now she wasn't gonna bug him, hah!  Opportunity!

At this point, the thing that sounded the best was to just have some milk then a nap.  If Talos was abducted by aliens in the meantime, he probably wouldn't notice.  Just as long as she would quit poking him...  Ah, the simple days.